I chat a lot with you, but you don’t care.
I try hard to make you see that you mean a lot to me, but you take it for granted.
And when I ask you something, you don’t answer. Why? Even when I say “I’m sorry.. You don’t have to answer that.”
What have I done wrong?
You say “I will always be your best friend!”
But I don’t know.
It hurts, so much.
You have no idea.
Thanks for caring, bestfriend.
It help me sleep.
And now there is so hard to forget you…
But I’m not.
Well… No, that’s not true.
Of course I care. That’s my thing…
When I’m in a bad mood…
If I’m sad I’m trying to find a friend that can distract me from the sadness.
When I’m alone I listen to music.