I don’t understand what happened but I thought we were having the best time ever. I thought that there was a chance that we were inseparable and could be something more. I believed I had found someone that would hold me in my dark times and tell me everything was going to be okay. I don’t get it though, I liked that you weren’t as ‘cool’ as the others when they smoke and shit but I thought you were different. I thought that you could maybe care eventually not just leave me on delivered or opened all the time. I thought we had a chance and I put so much damn effort in with nothing g in return. you were so so cute and everything I could ever want in my eyes, I wanted you hug apparently you didn’t want me, I didn’t even occur to be anything more than a stranger in your world.