so...
people come people go.
seems like I am just another person in THEIR life and I don't matter that much. Not really surprising. Getting used to it huh I should say...
they don't even know.
Not only you. There are a few of them.
They say I should talk to them. I did. I got the same old response. Never easy.
along the way, I have grown since then but I don't fucking take friendship lightly honey.
I guess there fucking comes a time when I will be sick of trying... I hope I will but my mind would not stop.
The same feeling the same silence.
everything and nothing all at once. Okay fuck this shit.
"I miss you, how are you?"