i love how every time i try and contact you, you are nowhere to be found.

i love how even when i say, "we need to catch up, its been too long." i get nothing.

but then you have the audacity to argue with me that i don't ever make time for you.

and that you're not good enough for me except when it's convenient.

oh yeah, cause i only try and reach out to you every day.

but please do continue to ignore me.

and talk to your friends that aren't even here. and the ones that don't really care.

keep making plans with the one jerk in this neighborhood that is lower than scum.

that isn't actually a good friend, and is actually just a womanizing douche bag.

i guess i'll just hold on to this letter, from years ago. and that will be my reminder.

that once, you did care.

once, you and i were inseparable.

i guess i've just got the memories. i guess those will have to suffice.