I DON'T LOOK FOR YOU ANYMORE... ON FACEBOOK. IN TRAFFIC,  ON HER FACEBOOK, IN MY DREAMS. NOWHERE. I JUST STOPPED. I DON'T SING OUR SONG, WATCH OUR SHOW, DRINK OUR VODKA, LIGHT OUR LIGHTER, EAT OUR FAVORITE TAKE OUT, GO TO OUR SECRET PLACE BY THE CREEK, WONDER IF YOU STILL LIVE IN THAT APARTMENT, OBSESS OVER THE DETAILS, CRY WHEN I FIND PICTURES OF YOU, CRINGE EVERY TIME I HEAR HER NAME, WISH THAT THINGS WERE DIFFERENT OR HATE EITHER ONE OF US ANYMORE. I FORGAVE US, BURIED US. AND NIGHTS LIKE THIS, I VISIT OUR GRAVE, OFFER MY CONDOLENCES AND WALK AWAY.