I don't know why I bother. I try so hard to talk to you and it hurts me to talk to you but if we didn't talk it would hurt more. I still love you and you don't love me. You talk to me about the boy that you do love and I won't be able to listen to anymore of it one day. I feel vulnerable now I don't have you. It's meant that i've gotten closer to my friends again which is good and it's brought us closer but in a different way and that's what I want is for us to get closer but I want it to be us again. It's hard knowing that I'm gonna wake up in the morning and still not have you back. I haven't cried this time which is good I guess but I'm come close to every now and again. I just want to hold you in my arms and here you whisper that we'll be ok and that you love me but that can and will only ever be a fantasy. I'm not lucky in that way. Normally I would comfort eat but I've not done that, I'm not hungry. I love you and miss you and the more hurtful thing is, I think you know that.
