Worry.

Is it weird to worry about someone who doesn't care about you? Is it strange that despite everything you did to me, you still occupy my thoughts? Logically, I don't have to care. Logically, I shouldn't care. I still do. I spent 4 years as the person you came to. 4 years as the person you relied on. Old habits die hard I guess.

Even in your new life I can't help but ask; "are they eating? Are they doing ok with their family? How's their job? Did them and the 'other guy' end up working out in the end?"

I know it doesn't matter. I know I have to worry about myself. I try to tear my mind away from thinking of you, only to be forced back later... The worst part; I'm not sure I'll ever be used to it. To being a stranger to the woman I once thought was forever.