Every time i try to pretend that it doesn't bother me. I'm reminded how much it does.. little insignificant things remind me, but the point is i'm still reminded.
almost even blamed myself because of the confusion, scratching my brain to comprehend my illusions.
If I lie and say I'm over the disappointment, I would only be be fooling myself. Everyday that passes and Its just more silence it feels sadder and sadder to me.
everyday I look to see if maybe there will be a change or attempt, but nope guess my little life isn't important.
How quickly things change
How abrupt things end
what happens when you've said all you can say?
