the best friend.

You decided to let me go, wanted to start "seeing other people" and I cried for days. I called you 10 times, trying to change your mind... but you wouldn't listen. You ignored my calls. I guess it was for the best, since you always treated me less. We argued for too long, and you stopped showing me attention. Too many nights were spent alone, hugging my pillow. I caught you too many times flirting with other women. I found myself checking my phone, just to see if I have service or if the ringer was off by accident. No missed calls. Damn...you really didn't call. You were supposed to come back, and tell me it was a mistake. That you never meant what you said the night before. That you love me adore me miss me appreciated me. Appreciation. Let's talk about that for a moment. When I changed my hair color, you didn't notice it. When I lost 10 pounds, you still complained that I needed to lose more weight. When I graduated with honors, you felt I wasn't smart enough. When I got that raise, you suggested that I ...

quenching your thirst.

Is it just me or is it that the people who gripe and complain about “being left alone” are the main ones who actually create the drama they’re currently in? Coming from someone with experience, the best way to handle it is to simply ignore the person. Don’t reply to their bullshit, don’t explain yourself, don’t try to validate your points, don't try to prove anyone wrong. Just refrain from entertaining it and walk away. As cliche as it sounds, you have to ignore ignorance. All that energy you’re placing into acknowledging them is actually just fueling the fire even more. Personally, I wouldn't want to keep looking at someone or try to be in their presence a lot if I don't like them. If I don't like you or how you look, I'm not going to visit your website all the time just to talk shit about you to others. What's the point? What are you saying about yourself? They may laugh and "a tee hee" at you, but ...