i pretend not to notice the sudden lack of responses, the lack of mutuality, the lack of [insert here].
i just told myself you were busy.
but i can't take it anymore.

i'm losing my mind with every breath i take, and every tear that falls down my cheek taunts me for allowing you, a human, to dictate too much of my happiness.

i'm always seen as mean when i say i don't want to befriend anyone else.
i don't want to waste my time becoming anyone else's option, when i deserve to be a priority.

is that too much to ask?