It’s been 2 months, and two days.  I forget the sound of your voice. 
I forget the feel of your hands, but I remember their strength.   I remember the way it felt when you held me that night so tightly like you were never going to let go.  

But you did…You let go…
I let go too.  But there are moments when it hurts and I mourn what could have been.   We could have been something extraordinary, the connection between us , the flame was so bright full of potential and full of spoken promises. 

But you lied.  You said you loved me.  You said you’d never let go.  You said you’d never felt this way.  You said you were mesmerized by my eyes.  That you were lucky to have found me.  That you were deserving of me and I was deserving of you.  
But you lied.  You lied and let the flame burn out.  

We promised to be true.  To be open with how we feel.   I lied too.  I wasn’t. There were so many things I didn’t tell you.  
You were my first everything and I never told you.  You were my first real kiss.  My first lover.  My first date. First time receiving blush roses. First time I said I love you.  I never told you. So that makes us two liars.  
I’m done with self pity.  Time to move on.  I’m
Going to find another love.    You were my trial and error.   Thank you and know that I know you lied but I lied too.  You’ll never know.