loneliness

when their absence haunts you, leaves you with a cold feeling and a bitter taste, but to them yours doesn't matter, you're just a small part of their big life, to you they're everything, your hope, your love, your only reason to live. they wouldn't even notice if I left, or even if I died, and that hurts, but it's just my reality. I've tried and tried to find someone that really loves me, obviously all my attempts failed, and I don't know even know if I'm proud of them, the only thing I know is that I lost hope and, all I'm gonna try is to get used to living alone, maybe just maybe I'll find comfort in my own thoughts.