three years ago, when we met, i fell absolutely in love with you, even at 11. you were so charming, and kind and understanding. i could talk to you about anything. you were so comfortable with everyone, and social. the most I get from you now is a fucking stupid text every three fucking months. i just miss you, so much. and you don't even try. our friendship has become so one-sided. it always has been. you never seemed to care. not even a little bit. i try to get you to talk to me, to us, but you never do. you have other people to talk to. it's like I don't matter to you. you can apologize all you want, but I know the truth. i know that deep down you want me gone. you wouldn't give a shit If i was gone right now. nobody would. nobody would even notice. fuck you, man. fuck you for making me feel like shit all the time. it's the worst when it's not even your fault. it's mine.