Why doesn't it hurt people to lose me? At times I feel like maybe it's just me, maybe not everyone shows emotions like me.
Why am I expecting so much from someone when I forget people have emotions half the time?
Why is it so easy to ignore me but so hard for me to stay away for five minutes?
I then find myself thinking that it's just easier to leave me behind.
That I shouldn't have ever gotten attached to anyone, because they let me go so easily.
We were supposed to be best friends forever, remember?
But that moment came when we said goodbye in the worst way and you didn't even try.
I guess both of our lives have been easier since then, but I'm left with someone who barely talks to me even when I talk to them.
Whom of which I must ask for their attention. Yet I love them and would never ask for anything different and for that reason I never find myself wishing. I only want to know why you didn't even try to stay, maybe you can answer that someday.

I decided to do nothing other than write.
Throw my loneliness into a place where it could be understood by like-minded people.
My mind has never asked for much more than to be understood.
How do we understand somebody? What makes somebody easy for us to be around when we shake at the mere thought of interaction with an outside world?
What makes it so easy for some of these people to just make us happy? That one person that just makes us, free.  
For once we can breathe without thinking about it, for once our ribs are not tied together by our minds and a ****** wrist is no longer the way to feel alive.
To look into their eyes and feel your heart beat is the only thing you need to feel alive. To feel understood.
To feel the anxiety cower into a corner, and for once you smile. You smile until the depression creeps back in, and slowly, so slowly you walk away, leaving behind a lifetime of happiness.