So, never, really.

I have grown tired
The cries
Replaced with sighs
I still hear you
Just vaguely, when it rains

Repeating the scenes in my head
I can hear you saying the words,
"Get lost, get lost, get lost!"
I didn't know how to respond
I remember the sting of the first tear as it rolled down my cheek, burning my skin

I've noticed that my
Irrelevancy grows stronger every day
I can still feel your glares
The ones that bothered me so
Only when I really think about it, though

The silence
That's what really gets to me, it seems
I don't think about you anymore
Only when it rains, really
Only when it rains