Melancholy.

A dry response has left me feeling unworthy.

I gave you the biggest part of me, and now i am simply a lost memory. A burden of some sort. I wonder if the moments we shared were pretend and you knew that your promises were empty.

I wonder if i am to blame for believing so shortly after deception you were slightly different.

To you i am not worth a decent answer but instead a "no comment" so that i am left hanging like i had been so many other times with you amd others.

You chose not to know me. You chose to disregard the effort i put forth every moment i spent with you.

I don't believe in crying, but i believe in hurt and i hurt at this moment.