Taken for granted

strawberrytelle:

I think being taken for granted by someone you love is perhaps the worst kind of emotional pain you can feel. You can be his best friend, his confidante and the person he misses the most and yet it means nothing when you’re in a room full of people. In a room full of strangers, you’re the least important no matter how hard you fucking try. You want to create a doorway between both of your lives, a passage that allows you both to feel included and wanted in the separate lives you lead in your day-to-day. You want him to know that as the day settles and the room empties, you know him better than most and love him more than any could. You want him to notice you. But that doesn’t happen. And then the pain hits.