One day you wake up and wished you had someone who would fight for you. The irony lies in how you knew he wouldn't when you said your last goodbye. Now you believe that he never had such emotional depth for you like you did for him because he's already forgetting you; your smell. Not once does he mention you, instead he talks more of other pasts. But it doesn't matter because it's the past and thankfully you got yourself out of it already. Just remember this if he ever comes back.