I was always so tired 
even when I slept for over twelve hours

and I was always crying 
even when my mom walked in on me
all I could say was that I had 
something in my eye 

but how could I really say 
that you were actually gone 
and that you were happy 
and i was still miserable 
without you

how could i say that I still ache 
when they all think that i’m over it 

because it’s been over a while now 
and you’re probably with her 
and the thought of me probably 
doesn’t even cross your mind 

but yet you are all 
i fucking think about 

and i hate you for forgetting about me 
when i cant even seem to forget about
you at all

— A.M.// 10:36pm aching