A/N: Written on January 2, 2011.

He hurt you,
I know.
Your vulnerable heart
Was not ready.
Maybe you were too young
To fall.
You were blind to
His imperfections.
When was it you realized?
He was never going to call.
He was never going to care.
Did the pain of knowing
Echo deep in your heart?
By then you were too far away—
I couldn't help.
I still saw him everyday.
If he remembered,
It didn't show.
Has the wound healed?
With time it should.
Until then, I wish you
Every happiness
And offer you these words:
Forget him.