after all,

maybe even after all these while, i may not have made a significant impact in your life. strangely enough, i never thought there would come a day where i would miss your absence (as much as i do right now) and your silence. (so infuriatingly frustrating) thinking back, i regretted how much i had neglected you at times. i guess karma is a bitch. but here i am now (ironically), hoping that somehow along the way you would miss me too.
i realised, that we are so over those little small talks. i realised, that i dont actually know anything much about you nor were you willing to share much with me.
(i guess, i sound like a crazy whiny and selfish bitch right now)
i find myself scrolling through our past conversations and comparing it to us now. we never really have had days of silence before.
honestly, what happened? (i probably asked myself this a million times each day that it has become a habit)
the silence is deafening (as cliché as it sounds)
i had much faith that i was at least a little significant to you but why do i keep questioning myself.
i hope, that i am not disillusioned.
i hope that i am just overthinking.
(and all this would be alright soon.)
i hope that you miss our conversations.
i hope that you miss the times and the memories
i hope (foolishly) that you miss me.
did i actually mean anything to you?

well,

i hope it kills you inside.


(it is not too late)

xoxo,