It’s been well over a year and I’m still stuck on it. I remember I promised that I would always be here for you whenever you needed me… I guess you never really needed me. You pushed me away, but I still inteded to be there. If we would talk, it was all me. I told you how I felt. You brushed me off. You don’t know how that shit feels. I think about you all the time. I don’t want to be with you, but I want to be here for you. I wanted to show you that not everyone is the same, but you took everything I said as a game. I don’t get it. You trust no one, but I’m here. I’ve always been here. I love you I feel it deep, deep within me, in my core. If I tell myself to stop caring for you I’d stop, but I’d be breaking my promise. Then again you don’t need me. But I promised. I’m still waiting for the day you need me. I miss you breadcrum.