Again?

Too many.
Too overwhelming.

Sometimes i wonder if its even worth it to be dwelling in this sadness.
"Whatever has befallen you was never going to miss you" they say.

To be crying over someone who i doubt even thinks about you anymore.
Who doesnt even care the slightest bit about your feelings.
Wasnt the way he ended things proof enough?

I wish it was easy to let go.
To forget everything.
The good and the bad.
I wish it was easier to hate than to love.