You know how much it hurts that the only time we will ever talk is if I bother you. You "fall asleep" before me. And in the morning you still say nothing to me. You know how shitty that feels. That you have no fucking interest what do fucking ever to talk to me. You don't care how I'm doing. You don't care if I'm okay. You say you'd be devastated if I left and had someone else. But that's not fucking true either. You don't want anything to do with me. You're completely fine with never talking to me again. You're fine with never seeing me again. You're fine with me not being in your life. And it fucking hurts. And you don't care. You don't care that you hurt me. You don't care that I think about you all the fucking time and you don't think about me. You lie. At every fucking opportunity you lie and tell me you give a shit. But you don't. When you love someone you want to be around them. When you care about someone you pick up the phone and see how they are. And you don't. You don't give a fuck what so ever. And you lie about it. You think I'm that stupid. That you can treat me like this and that it's fine. It's not fine. It's not fucking fine.
