Do you think of me

I wonder if you ever think of me.  I think of you all the time.  I wonder where you are, what you are doing, how you are feeling, if things have worked out for you.  I wonder if I'll ever see you again.  I don't think I will because I make it a point to avoid the places I think you might be.  More than that, I think God is keeping us apart because he knows that no matter how much I love you, you don't love me.  You never did.  He keeps us apart for my protection because I know if I see you again and you tell me the truth it will crush me more than I am already crushed.  Even though I know the real truth, if I stay away from you, I can pretend that you love me like you said you did.  I can pretend that when you turned your back on me it was not because you had found somebody else and didn't want me to know.  I can pretend that one day you will come back and we will be better and stronger than we were because we will finally be in the same space to be able to love each other.  I can pretend until the day is over and I get in my bed by myself and cry myself to sleep another night.