Words and thoughts

If you're going to come in my life, can you at least make the effort of trying to stay here?

If you're going to leave, just leave and stop coming back.

Don't think you can walk in and out whenever you please and talk to me just when you want.

Keep it consistent please.

You're fucking me up.

It's amazing how at one point in our lives we will be extremely close with someone and then later they will become a complete stranger.

You will pass by them without a word.

Without a single acknowledging look.

This person, when once knew you so well, who once knew your fears, your desires, your dreams, your past, is now walking right past you, seeing right through you.

The thing about breaking up is you normally stop talking to each other.

So everything's different.

You no longer have someone to text all day, or hang out with on the weekends, and the late night phone calls.

You no longer have your best friend.

For a while, it feels as if the your whole life is about to change, and nothing will be the same.

It's a sucky feeling.

And why am I still holding on?

Simple.

Because I still have hope.

I don't want to think he doesn't care anymore.

I don't want to think I'm being forgotten.

It's the only thing that keeps me going.

The only thing that gives me hope.

Please don't try to take that away from me.

It's the only thing that helps me feel okay.