He ignores you, but you still like him. He does nothing, but you fall for him, you miss him, even though you know he has never thought about you, not even once.

“I guess a small part of me will always be waiting for him as much as I don’t want to admit it, but I know I can’t wait forever."

I miss what we used to be.

Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold onto something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. — Henry Rollins