Long Distance Pain
She's my best friend of six years. The closest friend I have.
I live in America.
She lives in Germany.
I know that six hours is a big difference, and it's midnight over there when it's 5 pm here, but when you say that you'll still be up to talk to me when I get back, I expect you to be there.
And it really hurts when you're not.
It feels like I'm being replaced. That whatever it is that you're doing is more important than talking to me, even though I've been so busy with the holidays that I've barely been able to contact you at all lately. It seems like whenever I have a spare moment, you're busy doing something inane.
I miss you. You don't seem to care at all. You don't even care enough to leave me a message so that I know where you are, what you're doing... when you'll be back. Do I not mean as much to you as you do to me anymore?