You matters.

Im not sure when you started to matter in my life. Honestly, I dont really care about you much, but somehow, you just matters to me. I started making efforts for you, you started having a place in my heart. There are times whereby I felt that it really suck that you matters, because I am nothing to you, you dont care, you dont give a damn, I dont matter. That s why I thought, maybe I should stop.

Then I tried, and I cant. I cant stop caring, I cant remove you just like that.

I hate you, happy twenty-seventh birthday.

x,

10:53pm