is it my fault i expect people to care? it suddenly hit me that i'll probably never feel the same things again. that you probably won't. that i have to cope for the rest of my life with the fact that you'll be over this and that we'll move on without any recollection of this. for the umpteenth time, i feel so fucking broken because i still care. i still care. i still care. and the only thing that's tearing us apart is you. because you forgot. you're over. you don't care. this is okay to you. this is not okay to me. i feel like a dreary mess. i feel like you don't mean what you say. like i'll spend everyday realising that everything was a lie, was a joke. i feel like you probably don't need me. i feel like i was just a substitute. i wasted time, emotions. i wasted so much. worst part is it feels like my feelings were a joke. everything you said was a joke. tell me you still care. tell me you still hope i'm in your life. tell me when you're upset, it's because of me. tell me that you still think about me. please. then again,