What makes me feel like I wanna cry is looking back at a old friend who you thought you meant a lot to and see that they have forgotten you. As you look at their pictures and see that they have replaced you. That you no longer exist to them. You're just a memory, a moment that just keeps fading away, day after day. Soon, you will cease to exist to them. They will have forgotten the time. The memories. The moments. That are now placed by another. As I see that you are happy, that you actually show a smile, means that I was not good enough for you.
