you still hurt me

I'm not comfortable with how we never talk,
And I miss you since you went out for that walk;
It's been thirteen months since May--
It still feels like yesterday.

I was scared to fix what I had broke.
It's a lonely place to live, with just a ghost.
There is love left in my life, I will see,
But you still hurt me.

I can still see all your clothes thrown on the floor.
There are friends who never call me anymore.
I remember throwing out all of your things,
But I think I kept my ring.

I'm not comfortable with how the story ends:
We were lovers, and now, we're not even friends.
You were perfect, and I guess I'm just a creep...
But you still hurt me.