Falling For Nothing.

You. You were the light in my sky: my north star to be specific. The way you walked, talked, acted, and thought amazed me. It is like I knew you completely, you know.? We were best friends. I knew we were. You actually cared about me. Now I know you dont care. I dont blame you; everything is MY fault. All these things are purposely put in past tense, because now, "we" is meaningless. Not in your dictionary. To you it is "you" and "that-one-girl-I-used-to-know-before-she-became-lost".
No, I dont want to talk to you. I would actually prefer avoiding you, because the way you look at me is unbearable. I can BARELY take it. You realize that my jubilant smiles phase to nothing but "regretful-looking" emotions. The way you look at me is barely different. It makes me wonder if you know what I am thinking. Do you understand the way I feel.? Do you even care.? Nevermind, you. I don't even care to hear your answers. They mean nothing to me, right.? Actually no, they mean the world to me. But if I attempt to talk to you, I know the conversation won't last long. So why even take the risk of feeling hurt... But that girl that you used to like, right.? She matters still, I am sure. She is prettier than me in every way I can ever describe. That dark, long, brown hair, straight teeth, skinny figure, those consuming words. You just eat it up, don't you.?
Tell me boy, one more time, HOW MUCH do I mean to you.?
Thats what I thought...
Juno.