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I hope every single day that today will be the day. That today my phone will finally ring, or my messenger will finally ding, or you'll finally show up at my door. Yet, it never does and it never will. It's depressing knowing that a single person has that much control over my emotional state. Even more so when I haven't seen them in years and years. Even more so when they've shown me over and over that I mean less to them than nothing.
I think I'm finally ready to give up. I don't want to feel this anymore, I'm sick and tired of it. Imagine if you cared and just gave me a single conversation, knowing how much you could change if you were just even a tiny fraction of a decent person with the ability to care beyond what is right in front of you. But you're not the good person you pretended to be, the person I believed you to be.
You really are kind of horrible, and I hope someday you recognize that, actually feel that. I hope one day in the future, after I'm gone, one of your boys meets a girl just like you and she treats them the same way you did me. I doubt it would change anything though, because you're incapable of feeling much of anything beyond yourself. I hope you start getting what you deserve for once.
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