The saddest, most heartbreaking thing in the world is accepting the fact that that one person just doesn’t care about you anymore. And sure, maybe you thought you knew, and maybe you were content with the “they see me in the halls and don’t look at me anymore” business, but there’s always a small hope in the back of your mind that they’ll come around eventually, and they’ll come back to you. But then there’s always this one moment that happens where the realisation crashes down on you like a ton of bricks. Maybe you’re crying while they’re around, and hoping that maybe they’ll come over and check up on you to ask what’s wrong, but they don’t look at you, and they don’t care, and you know they’re aware of you crying but does it matter to them? And all of the sudden you realise that they’re just never coming back. They don’t care anymore. And it sucks
