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2014-02-18 05:41:14 (UTC)

Knowing nothing is better than knowing it all.

I text you yesterday, telling you to just tell me if you don't want to be my friend, that you're only hurting me by ignoring me. I then checked whatsapp which tells you the last time someone used that app, amazingly, it was 2 minutes after I sent you that text.

I know you got the text, I know you read it, why the fuck are you ignoring me? I've been trying to work out al night why you're not speaking to me, what I've done that's caused you this pain. The only thing I can think of that may have caused all this, is nothing. I've done nothing and maybe that's why?

The last time we spoke I basically told you I still love you, even though we were meant to be going to Spain together as friends next month. Which you know, might also be the reason why.

Fuck it, I feel like my lungs hurt from breathing. I'm tired but I can't sleep because I can't stop thinking about this, about you, about us.

I finally enjoy my job, why can't I enjoy my life? I have a great circle of friends, everyone's happy, so why aren't I?

Sitting here wishing, the things I've become, that something is missing. Maybe I... What do I know.