I'm sad because I know I'm not important in your life. You never considered me as someone matter.
It hurts when I heard you submit your resignation letter from other people. You didn't told me that you are going to resign at that month.
It hurts when you took farewell photos with most your colleagues, but not me.
It hurts when you have farewell with your colleagues that you considered friend, but you didn't asked me to join the event.
I was mad. But then I realised I'm not mad. I was just so sad. Sad that I was never become the part of your life. Sad that I never matter to you. Sad that I was nobody. It was all me who likes you, and miserably thought that you likes me back.











