january 3rd

you didnt call me, so i'm not going to call you.

your phone is broken, so i cant text you.

you promised to call and you didnt.

like every other day.

so one day when you look around, i may or may NOT be there.

and if i'm not, its not because you didnt call once.

or didnt call twice.

its because you didnt call at all.

or care to take a few minutes.

sometimes youre amazing.

and sometimes

you can be such a piece of shit.

i hate that i dont hate you.

i hate that i love you.