It’s Not Me, It’s you

It’s been a while.
I wish you were here.
How have you been?
Life hasn’t been the same without you.
Do you miss me?
Do you wish I was there?

Why don’t you write?
Why don’t you call?
Was I that easy to forget?
Did you ever even want me?
Do you hate yourself for leaving me?
I hate you.

Thanks for your latest note.
I really have to admit,
now that you’re gone,
that I don’t feel so bad telling you
how many times I’ve wished I’d said instead,
Please, stay out of touch.