Not Knowing

Not knowing is scary, It’s unnerving. I wonder everyday where you are And how you’re doing, And if there’s a new me in your life. But you said there’s no one like me. Was that a lie? It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve lied. The scars on my limbs are the only reminder of you. Such a sad thought. That only way I remember you, is through my pain. The echoes of your voice, the things you’ve said to me. They seem to ring through my head, like a bell rings in a church. You never truly loved me, you loved the memories we had. The good times we had. I hate myself for that. I let you take advantage of me like that. Something my mother would never accept. Something my father would warn me about. I don’t know. Not knowing is scary. But I know I’m right. Thats what scares me.