There’s a song by Breaking Benjamin

Called “Forget it”

I remember putting it on repeat

 

I’d wait for you to get home

I’d wonder just how to save us

While I stood cooking something to eat

 

I’m still dying inside

And I smile at these same faces every day

Just too terrified to breathe

 

I don’t use any social media

It might just say that I know you

That scares me beyond belief

 

Seeing you with another man

Had to do that once before

And honestly, I don’t want this anymore

 

I wake up, go to work

Park in exactly the same place

After all this time, I still see your face

 

I’m no stalker, no psychopath

But I miss the hope I once had

This lack, this longing, is driving me mad