You never really realized all the crap you were putting me through. You still don’t. It like a never ending cycling. You’re going to come back around & start talking to me like nothing ever happened because you can’t stand the thought of me actually being over you. Even though you’ve told me time & time again that you want me to be over you I don’t believe it because you would have stopped saying it after the first time. It seems as if you’re trying to convince yourself that you’re over me too. I think that’s where I just caught myself. I have finally convinced myself that I’m over you when I’m probably not & probably never will be but I became immune to the feeling of missing you so it feels like nothing anymore.