Thursday, October 4, 2007
I hate how you make me feel somethings, not because I feel so high schoolish, but because you're not supposed to, I'm not supposed to feel for you at all, and yet I do. I have walked away from other friends to sit next to you. I go out of my way to talk to you, and I'd always try to hug you. I just wanted to be close to you. I burned my bridges for you. I took your side. I defended you. But all for naught. Because I don't get those "happy to see you" smiles. I don't hear the happiness in your voice when I'm around. I don't get the "it's so nice to feel you" hugs. I get nothing from you. Not even the few weords that you give to everyone else. But that's okay. I know that I don't mean much to you. I know that you really don't give a fuck about me. I get it, and I got it before. I wish I could have figured it out earlier, but you know what? I'm okay. f you refuse to leave me a place in your life, then I refuse to give you one in mine. If you don't want to give me a damn minute of your time, or even a real sentence, then I won't gve you anything either. I don't need to mean anything to you, because you're already nothing to me.
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