To my childhood friend

You don’t greet me. You don’t talk to me. You don’t IM me. You don’t give me comments. Have you forgotten about me? Am I nothing to you now? Don’t you love me anymore? Don’t you know that you’re breakin’ my heart into pieces? Don’t you know that you’re important to me? Don’t you know that I’ve given you my trust even if it’s so hard for me to trust anyone? Don’t you know that you were the best friend I’ve ever had? Don’t you know that I miss you so much? Don’t you know that there are over a million things I wanna say to you right now? Don’t you know that you’re all I think about every single day of my life? Don’t you know that I love you?
We live in the same neighborhood. How come you don’t talk to me? Is it your girlfriend? Did she tell you not to talk to me? How come you listened to her? I’ve known you longer. Or is it your choice to cut me off? Whatever the reason is, please tell me. I want to know.  Just don’t tell me you don’t care about me anymore ’cause I don’t know if I can take it. I’m already bleeding inside.