The night I met you, you told me you would never make me cry, you told me you would always make me happy. I guess you changed your mind. I use to be the girl that you would make time for others around me, I’m now part of the “others”.  I use to know that when I would see “one new text message” it would make me smile or even “lol”, now I’m scared to open one, scared i’m going to cry. I know your life isn’t great right now but mine isn’t either. Maybe not to you, but your a huge part of my life and when that huge part is going down hill, my life sucks as well. I can only explain something so many times. Once again, I know you will never read this, but I already tell you all of this, even if you don’t listen.