I turn 23 today, and iv never felt so ******* alone in my life. Sure my friends take me out. not because they remember it's my birthday, but because I had to make the plans, and even then some bailed. I waited all night to have the love of my life wish me a happy birthday, and nothing. Maybe because she knows the only way ill be happy is if she gave me another chance... Which wont happen, so she stays away.
I just wanted one day for people to actually think about me so im not so forgotten and hurt all the **** time.
This isnt really a poetry site for me, more like an anonymous private journal, so one day someone can relate to my struggles.
The one day where your supposed to wish for yourself outa the whole year, I normally wish for my dad to make it another year... But i want her back more then I want air to breath.
Im stupid I know, but love is stupid.