i sometimes ask the same thing my sister has in her head.
Why do you have to treat me so nice.
What good does it do to us.
To me, it gives me a false sense of security that nothing will change.
But look what happened.
Look at what happened to us.
You give in to me too much.
You do too many things for me.
All these leads me to taking you for granted.
Do you really like it?
i don't like how we are now.
Not that much.
i like being normal, and single.
But i don't like missing you like this.
i don't like thinking and wishing things weren't like how it is now.
What happened to me?
i always ask myself.
But i always can't find the answer.
Why?
Because i never understood what happened to me.
Not totally.
But what can i say.
Nothing.
Even if we started talking now.
There wouldn't be a difference.
All it comes down to would be us fighting.
So whats the point.


i don't know what to say to you anymore..
And i don't know what you think about anymore..
We used to be able to predict each other's moves.
But now?
Everything is gone.