August 13 2014 (1:50am)

I still wake up wanting to come home.
But then I realize it’s not my home anymore.
I realize I’m not wanted there anymore.
I’m not welcome there anymore.
I still break down everyday, wanting to hear “I love you”.
And then it hits me that you don’t love me anymore.
It hits me that you don’t care anymore.
You don’t need me anymore.
But the real pathetic thing is, I still fall asleep crying every night, while I bet I don’t even cross your mind.