{march 30, 2011}
daisy,
don't you think for a second that i'll write these everyday.
you're not worth it,
not even close.
but today i changed the background on my laptop,
it was a picture of us.
not that you'd care;
you've never cared about anyone, but yourself.
i hate your smile,
you know that?
i hated when everyone told me you'd 'out-smile' me.
it was stupid.
there's no scale for that.
you left your phone here too,
i don't dare touch it.
i'd hate for you to come back
just to tell me i invaded your space again.
because that would be the last thing you ever told me.
since you left two days ago,
without a single fucking word.
