Little Writtings

Messages Echoing In An Empty Chat

It's not fine

I guess I just got use to the distance

Every time I wanted to tell you something

You were busy, and couldn't use your tablet or didn't see it until hours later

And when I would send multiple messages in Hopes you would read it all later and respond

And you didn't sometimes

And you missed things

Or forgot I had sent
Or said them

Or you just ignored it

I don't know

And I never felt more alone

I started to feel like you didn't care
That I wasn't Important to you

And that's how I feel

Alone

Unimportant

Pushed to the side

I know your life is busy

Because mine it too,

But sending out paragraphs of messages only to get a line or two in response made me want to stop sending the paragraphs, to stop telling you things because 
Would you even care?
Would you even read them?

I kept telling myself

It's because she doesn't have her phone

It's why we don't text much

She doesn't get my notifications

It's not easy for her to message me anymore

But then you got your phone

AND STILL

I didn't get messages.

You didn't tell me when you're going to do things anymore

You don't tell me what happened

Or that you have to do something when we talk.

You just leave

Me alone

In the dark

So I stopped.

I stopped messaging

Because I hoped

Maybe

Just