love lost

Lonely, that's how it feels.
Left behind, is what it is
Forgotten, maybe
Un-needed,probably

Just some of the thoughts that enter my mind when I start to think about our withering friendship. I really think that the way I saw our friendship was not the way you may have perceived it to be. I give my all to what little friends I choose to have because it is quality, not quantity, that matters to me. I think you may think otherwise

Message after message goes unanswered. If it wasn't for the fact that I can tell when you read any of my messages, I would not even know if you were still alive.
There are feelings involved that you will never know. You are more than a friend to me and that is what hurts the most.

I should not worry though, I know that when you need something from me you will contact me. But this time I will not be there.