It's sad to know that I mean nothing to you when you meant the whole world to me once. There might still be times when I happen to care for you. You never understood me. Ever. Maybe I'm just too complex for you. When was the last time we even talked. I don't miss you. I'm disappointed and angry that you don't give a shit about me. Like our friendship never meant shit to you.

I'm never the one you turn to. I could never make you happy. That's what makes me sad. I miss how close we used to be. I let my feelings get in the way. As for you, you willingly allowed for other people to enter your life. People who could make you happy. I'm insignificant to you. Always am, always will be.

xx