You tell me that I always brighten your day, but you won't lift a finger to brighten mine. You tell me that you trust me, and then violate my trust. You come running to me when you need a shoulder to cry on, but never call me in better times. I used to consider you one of my best friends, but now I don't know if I want to speak to you again. I try to remember the better times we shared, but thinking about them just makes me miss who you were even more. I wish that person could come back. You were so much happier then. I hope someday you'll find what you need to be happy and I want to be here for you, but I can't keep letting you take me for granted like this. If I truly no longer matter to you, let me go. Because I don't know if the memories of who you once were will let me let go.