his words hit me so hard he left me unconscious
but he still didn't care enough to stay

Hashtag done.
Hashtag I give up.
Hashtag tired.
Hashtag alone.

All we ever talk about anymore is hashtags and Instagram and texts and snapchat.

I'm done.

I miss the face to face contact.
The way someone's eyes light up or dim down in reaction to something.

I miss the way your hand feels when you place it on mine.

I miss your hugs.

And I miss your voice.

And I'm able to talk about anything with you over a text message, but I'm afraid that you don't want to talk to me, person to person.

I like to think that we have a great friendship, but I realize that we don't.

You FaceTime and call other people, but you won't do that for me.

I try to initiate more conversation than we have, but I feel like you hold back.

I pour some of my heart out into a message that I sent and your only response is an emoji.

I'm hurt.
As childish as it sounds, I'm hurt.

I'm broken and I feel like you keep taking pieces of me away.

I'm broken and I wish you would actually talk and listen to me instead of typing it out.

I miss you because there's no one else and I'm sorry that there isn't.

I don't mean to burden you with everything that's wrong, but when you say that you're there for me, I expect you to follow through.

I miss you a lot.
And I need you to know that.
Because you mean so much to me.

And I know I don't mean as much to you...

i will no longer let
the worries of my mind
become real

we are all trying so hard
to prove ourselves
to enemies
who will never see
our successes
as successful,
to our family
who tells us
we need to try harder
like our siblings,
to strangers
who could care less
about our achievements,
to the world
who doesn’t care
because we are
little specks
in a gigantic galaxy,
why do we try
to prove ourselves
to such people,
why do we try
to prove our worth
to those who see us
as worthless.