Sometimes i wish i would have never met you..
Because now that you're gone, everything we used to do together
reminds me that you don't care for me.
I can't skype anymore, nobody is as fun as you were.
Even certian things in my room now are a painful stab to the heart.
You say I am callus, and cold.
But what I'm feeling contradicts that.
I actually feel too much.
And the pain doesn't come until later.
I can't enjoy life anymore because living reminds me of what we used to have.
Our strong friendship that felt would never end.
Now I'm stuck with the pain while you go on with life, not giving a damn about me.
As much as i want you to hurt, feel the sting of even a fraction of what i feel,
I don't want you to, even as much as you wrote me off as dead.
I just cant.
So I'll keep rotting in my own personal chasm of dread while you go on with your life.
Thank you for your time with me while it lasted.
Sadly i have nothing to live for now.