Sometimes you just feel mad, mad that she no longer cares for you. Mad that she found someone to replace you. Mad that she no longer talks to you.          You and her, you guys were friends. No, more than friends. No, actually you don't even know. You share secrets with her, you rant to her, you cry on her shoulder, you even puked on her, you tell her she's beautiful everyday. She listened, she calmed you down, she wiped off your tears, she cleans up your mess, she blushes.          You're so sure you feel something for her. Your heart flutters whenever you see her smile. Your heart cries whenever you see her tears. You start to wonder if she feels the same. You start to wonder if it was possible. You get really excited at the possibility, the possibility that you guys could get together.          And then she came and ruined everything. No she didn't actually. It was you; you were the one who introduced her. You didn't expect everything to go wrong. You just failed to see how their eyes locked when you weren't looking. You just failed to see how broad their smiles were when they engage in conversations.          As time goes by, the number of texts decreased. The number of late night calls decreased too. And of course, the meet-ups decreased.          When she no longer calls you at night, no longer texts you randomly, no longer hang out with you, realisation hit you. You were instantly replaced. You were instantly neglected. You were instantly forg