Questioning You

I start to question you sometimes. Seeing you do all of this stuff that you hated when you were dating me, and now you're going out doing all this shit like you love it. What are you doing? It makes me sad, and disappointed. Yeah, you're going out having fun and trying to get over it, but damn, if you did those things for me back then, maybe I wouldn't have made the decision to leave. But you left me in disappointment. As always.