I got a job.  Finally.  Took me long enough anyways.  I work at the theatre down by West Grove.  You asked if you could get people into the movies for free and I said yes. 

Word got out about it and now everyone wants to be my friend.  I got pulled away from you in the middle of lunch.

You brushed it off and said it was okay to go but I still snuck glances at you.  You were sitting with someone new today.  I texted you and his name was Brendon.

He seems cool.

--Let me just write something--

Does it ever occur to you that someone you know can simply walk out of your life?

It might hurt if you knew them really well, but it doesn't have you realise you didn't know them.

And the realisation that you didn't know them dawns upon you.  They really didn't know you either. 

That's why it was so easy for them to walk out of your life, you could have easily walked out of theirs too. 

Your lives were so out of sync that they left.

You had no choice but to leave also.

You're different though.  Will you let it happen again?

The 2 of April, 01:44, Sunday, 2017 you left me.