So, I met this guy who was great. Was, because he isn’t anymore.
I thought we were going to have something good, but really, I don’t believe in that anymore.
So, while I was–am–will be, drowning in my own despair; he has forgotten already.
So, okay. Whatever.
It’s just sad that excuses are made to try to make up for the fact that you just simply didn’t really care to have me.
You can only care so much, and be the only putting any effort in at all for so long until you realize, it’s just…
Okay, so, it’s done now. I mean, I’m done now.