Ingenting annat än att jag bara behöver skriva av mig

I hope one morning you wake up and realize how stupid, self-centered, arrogant, and heartless you are, and then maybe you’ll think of me. And in that moment, I hope you think about all the good times and all the moments I never let you down, all the promises I kept and all the times I tried. I hope maybe you think about all that and possibly miss me, maybe even enough just  to want to have a conversation. And when I see your name appear on the screen of my phone, I’ll laugh at it, and I won’t ever reply. I’ll give you as much time of day as you gave me; none.