Description

(a letter to someone who no longer thinks of me)

Foreword

it's me again, y. it's chrismas eve and i still miss you. 

i'm not sure why, i know you no longer want anything to do with me.

i don't know why i'm still writing this either. you don't even have an account on here anymore. i guess, even if it's insignificant, i want to know if i mattered to you because you've moved on faster than i did. i don't know if i mattered to you at all when you couldn't even put up a fight for me.

didn't care enough to find out for me. but maybe i should've expected that when we weren't really anything at all.