I just
read over our old messages, and my chest started to hurt. Like,
really hurt.
And it's not because they were sweet, but because they
hurt, and I felt like a crazy person.
Just reading the messages made me realise how stupid I used to
be; how little he cares about me now.
I was strange, and annoying - I realised how bad it all
sounded; what I wrote; I was always in the wrong.
I really wouldn't be surprised if he hated me right now;
for simply sounding like such a crazy
person.