I see you, with all of your friends, all happy like nothing ever happened.

Because that's the truth, right?

Nothing ever happened. To you, at least.

But not to me.

I felt every word you told me.
I felt every sentence you said.
I felt every criticism from you.
I felt your judgement while I told you I loved you.

I felt you.

Even when you were ignoring me.
Even when you were trying to tear me apart.

I felt you. I loved you.
While you never cared about who I really was.

You didn't love me, and that's okay; But you never cared about me, and that's not.

And this, my dear, is what hurts the most. Knowing that i cared so much about someone who wouldn't even try to save me if that would still be possible.

I cared so much about my Best friend. I cared too much.