I wonder if you think about me. If you remember...

I wonder if you think about me. If you remember the little things. How I take my coffee. My favorite song. The way I laugh at my own jokes before I finish telling them. Probably not. You were always better at moving on than I was. I keep telling myself this is for the best. That we wanted different things. That timing matters. But late at night when I can't sleep, I wonder what would have happened if we'd just tried a little harder. Maybe we'd still be together. Or maybe we'd be more broken than we are now. I guess I'll never know. All I know is that I loved you. Really loved you. And that has to be enough to let you go. Goodbye.