Jacobisthebest
It's been almost a year now. I hate that it hurts this bad still. I hate seeing you every day. I hate not being able to forget. I hate not being your friend. You promised to be there. You promised you wouldn't hurt me. You promised to listen if I needed it. What happened? What did I do? Why won't you talk to me? Why won't you answer my questions? Why am I left alone to pick up the pieces you left on the floor? I needed you. I told you things people wish they knew. Did that not matter to you? When did you stop caring? It's been almost a year. Do you even realize that?