we barely speak for weeks
then you ask if I'm alright


but...

you know I'm not?
you know I'm sad
you know I'm depressed
you know I'm hurt and lost
you know I hate being ignored
you know I hate speaking to you first

you know all this
so don't ******* ask
if I'm alright
when you know
that I am not
I never am
I'm always down
because I'm just another one
in those eyes of yours

how I can mean so little to you
is beyond shocking
because guess what?
you're my everything

best friends forever...

more like, never.