Someday it'll lead me back to you

...It's finding someone who you are able to tell everything to so easily.
Even the supposed difficult things are made simple.
And then, although they know of all your mistakes, weaknesses, insecurities and flaws
They still find that you are completely amazing.

I was more than amazed.

But it wasn't good enough. It was short lived.

I deserved more than empty words and promises though.

I hate myself for still caring about you,
All the while knowing you don't give a shit about me.

Yeah. That's right. You! I'm not fucking okay!
...I hope you're feeling better than I am though. 
Uggggh, I miss you...

I was looking through my journal yesterday, you know, the second one
And I only saw, only yesterday, that you had written in your name as 'My Whorebag'.
I laughed. Then I cried.
Funny how this is the only slightest form of communication I have with you now.
...Fuck, I pity myself.