I miss talking to you
Sometimes I feel like you’re ghosting me...
And I wonder whatever the fuck did I do so bad
to deserve being dropped like a rotten egg.
It hurts.
But yea, well.... another knock, I guess.
So what; I can handle this too.
I’m a bit angry too..
Because I think I deserve some sort of explanation for
total silence
....not left to figure it out for myself.
And heck, I did nothing as far as I know, to deserve it.
But god knows, other things happened to me,
and I’d done fuck-all to deserve them.
So, I guess.... I’ll just have to deal with this as best I can.
I don’t regret having been in your life,
or even telling you stuff.
I don’t regret that I came to enjoy
our time together so much...
even though it hurts like fuck
now that you have no time for me.
I just regret my stupid judgement..
thinking hey, here’s someone who cares
disinterestedly, and unconditionally.
I still care, and yes, I’m fucking stupid,
but if you ever call me saying
hey sorry, it’s been ages since we last talked,
but hey I need a shoulder...
...I’ll be there.
Because I truly think that caring about someone
has to have no strings attached...
otherwise you’re just using that person.
So.... I guess, you won’t be hearing
much from me in the future
I’m sorry it got to this.
I’m still not sure why, actually.
Was it something I did, or said,
or did not say, or did not do?
I said I’m angry.
Well, I’m sad more than angry.
Sad because I care
And I thought you do too
