Sometimes I just sit in my room wondering what went wrong for us to be happy one day, then till now we don't talk at all. You walk by me like you never knew me at all, like you never said I love you to me and like I never said it to you. Like we never used to stay up talking all night just to hear each others voices. We had so much memories together even though we weren't going out for long. So many nights I cried hoping you would just happen to call me saying you missed me and that you wanted me back but you never did and it broke my heart even more because you didn't even care that we weren't together anymore. You didn't even want me enough to even fight for me so I guess I wasn't worth it for you. And now you wonder why I'm with someone else. Maybe because I wanted to feel like I was actually worth it to someone, that I was someone speacial, that I was wanted.
