It *****, being ignored by people you thought would be your best friend forever. Maybe it would hurt less if I hadn't seen it coming. Maybe if the texts, calls, laughs, and smiles just stopped one day it wouldn't hurt as much or for as long. Maybe I could've healed and moved on. But I saw it and I tried to fix it. And I couldn't. I watched as my friends grew distant. I watched my friends slowly stop inviting me to things. I watched as my friends had more and more excuses to not spend time with me. I watched as waves turned to smiles turned to looking at their phone to avoid me. I watched for 2 years. And I couldn't stop it. I tried. I tried to make plans with them, do things they like, but they were always busy. The people I was closest to, I felt used by. I was invited to everything when I was the only one with a license and a car. I was the ride. I was invited to everything but I drove everyone. And then I was on the outskirts. But once they started driving, I wasn't needed. And when you're not needed, you're discarded. They slowly pierced my heart and tore it up. Once school ended, I never got a text from them. No calls. Nothing. It hurt. And they don't care. And I don't think they ever did. But the saddest part is, I'm still trying.