Priorities

I put you above everything, and I thought you felt the same, just that you didn't know how to reciprocate. Then I found out that you did know how to, you just didn't want to.

I put you as my priority, and you took me as an option.

"If I feel like replying you, then I'll reply you", he says. "You can send me a message. If it imposes on me, then I'll not reply, it's as simple as that."

Well, I have two words for you:

FUCK OFF.

I don't see why I bother myself with such a person anymore. I thought you were someone else, but clearly you weren't. I thought you were different, and yes you are, different in a bad way. Looks like what everyone said was true, I was just too fucking smitten with you and the belief that we'd be the same as before, that we'd be as happy as we were in that one week. That you genuinely cared for me, but actually all this time, I was just being played by you.

You didn't have to tell me you like me to give me that false hope, so that I fucking justify every goddamn action you did or didn't do. I was just one of the many other girls who fell for it.

God, I'm so pissed off right now.