Even though I know it's over,

I still stare at that phone wishing it would ring. I want you to call and tell me it's not over for you either... That you made a huge mistake. But who am I kidding? You're doing fine while I sit here and wonder. Every time I think of how easy it was for you to walk away, I die a little more inside. But it's whatever. I don't even know what I'd do if you actually did call. After all, I had my reasons as to why I wanted to know where our relationship stood. Unfortunately, that ended up to the "break" which we both know is permanent. No more "us" even in the fall.