
And it hurts me to know that I fought with my anxiety, and ego to send you a message just to see if you’re okay, And it hurts me even more to know that you couldn’t take at least 30 minutes out of your time to simply have a conversation with me. I was nothing to you if you have forgotten about me so quickly, I was nothing to you; even though you pretended to care about me, I am still nothing to you because you treat me as if I don’t exist, And I’ll always be nothing to you because, after all, your obligation to me was a choice that you made optional.
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