You don’t call me anymore. It’s been a year and a half and you don’t see me even once a week, even though you live 5 minutes away. You claim that I don’t support you. I’ve never been a priority, but every time I try to move on, I realize I’m not strong enough to be without you. I don’t really matter to you at all. I miss you like crazy and I love you more than you’ve ever known. I can’t believe that I still care. I can’t believe that I stay. You’ve lied to me about where you’ve been. You told me you were with your mom when you were at another girl’s party. And then you told me that I needed to get over it.. the next day. I say I’m angry at you and your family; that I hate you even. What I really mean is that you hurt me. I trusted you with my love, and you hurt me. I still stay and I always will.. because love isn’t rational. I’m not rational. I miss you.