Am I just someone that you would talk to when you are bored? During six years of knowing you, I found out that you changed too fast. Too fast enough I don’t even know that you are someone I knew.

Today is my birthday. Why is it so wrong that I expected you to at least remember my birthday? I didn’t expect you to give me gifts or celebrate my birthday with me. All I wish is you would at least remember it as it is a special day for me.

I hate you and myself. I hate myself for loving you so much no matter what had happen between us. Can I just move on and forget about you at least? Why can’t I do that?