I fucking miss you, okay?
I miss you almost daily and it kills me. For I don't know what it is that could possibly make me miss you. You never cared about me, you were never the one who rushed to me when you had something to talk about. You never looked at me like I was more than just a person. You treated me like a stranger most days. A convenience. Something to drain your balls into and get that quick fix.
So why do I miss you? Why do i think about you at least once a day? Why do I always want to unblock you and see what it is that you're up to. Why am I so desperate to still be a part of your life, even from just the sidelines?
