it sucks.
to know that the person you're missing so fucking much, doesn't even care about you.
that that person meets up with practically everybody else but you.
that person doesn't even reply your messages, and when that person does, it's OBVIOUSLY insincere.
that person won't even ask you out, even though you know that person inside-out, or so you think.
that person never mentions you in her/his blog.
that person doesn't love you as much as you love them.
that person won't cry for you. not anymore. not ever.
that person forgets you, but you think of that person 24-7.
that person cries a lot but doesn't think of you anymore when he/she cries.
that person wants to call/text/msn you, but that person is scared you're too "busy".
that person says he/she is there for you 24-7. FOREVER. but that's just bullshit. because you know he/she isn't.
that person acts as if you're the most favouritest person to her/him in the world, but he/she won't even keep a simple promise of meeting up. a promise made exclusively to you.
that person is so important to you yet she/he doesn't know that your family is falling apart.
that person is so close to you but she/he doesn't know that you're falling for three guys.
that person reads your blog only once a week when you read hers/his every single day.
that person misses you but won't tell you.
that person knows you so well that she/he knows you won't mind him/her not replying to you, because she/he is fucking "busy".
well fuck it.
i mind.
i fucking mind like crazy.
because i miss you.
whether you like it or not.
and it hurts to know that you don't.
