Suffering always comes alone

Oh, and just in case you didnt notice I feel like hell. Can we unmake this scene, in which you see my messages but you dont even answer, and, instead, make you care a bit maybe?

I hate so much this. When people make me feel like shit and even if I try to talk about it they just dont give a fuck. Im the one messed up crying while the other person is full of happiness, no worrys or guilt. Why do I have to feel like this because of somebody else who doesnt even care how Im feeling for them?

When will people (you) know how to not be little twats? I mean is it so hard to understand that certain things hurt others? And I just cant believe that right now you dont suspect Im filling like shit, I just guess you dont care.

Why do I have to be the one that cares?

Why am I the one skipping dinner and crying so hard while typing on her phone? Knowing that the only thing that I truly wanted was just seeing you today.