Do you?

Am I annoying?

Do you hate me?

You do, don't you?

That's why your reply was so succinct. So short. So insufficient. It's because you don't really give a fuck about me, because you don't really care, because, really, underneath all that caring, you despise me.

That's why you didn't reply to me. That's why you stopped following me on Twitter. That's why you posted those words that keep carving into my heart that I refuse to allow to stop carving into me. Why didn't you cut all connections?