Sometimes... you think you mean something. Atleast to one person, but then fate shows you how meaningless you are.

You feel your heart sink as reality pours on you, you struggle to breathe because for once you believed you actually were something more... For once you let those attachments overcome you again. For once... you felt again...

I'm
Not
Hurt.

Disappointed? Yes. Very.

I thought, they'd be different, alas, we're all humans.