I'm dying slowly and it's a numb death. He took all feeling away when we said "Goodbye" I walk around like I used to do just so that no one can see what I truly feel like inside. My torn and bleeding heart is a constant thing now. He doesn't even notice the hurt in my eyes when I look at him. He won't even say "I'm Sorry" for my simple survival. I wish I could end this as to stop my suffering but No. I'm addicted to the pain that's why I fall for him on a daily basis. My self-control was worn away from trying to stop myself from running up to him and kissing him and saying "I Love You." I've done all that I can to prevent myself from feeling the pain but it seeps in through the holes in me. I'm counting down the days till i get a break from him. It's all that I know that I can do. I don't matter to the world now. I'm just another number in a list of nobody's.I'm faking everything now. The smile, the laughter, the self-control. I'm behind the mirror of my former self. The person I was before I called it quits. My survival isn't needed for anyone. My friends don't seem to care either. They don't try to console me when I go into my depressive mode. It's like they don't have the time to stop and say "Snap out of It! He's not worth it." That maybe the case to everyone around me but he was and still is my everything. But of course he doesn't notice. I'm just another girl on his string of broken hearts and that's all I'll ever be now.. Nothing more, Nothing Less... My death is just one more thing that doesn't matter..