forgotten

I’m writing a letter.  To Isaac.  

I’ve never had a problem with waiting for him.  Never.  I would wait for him whether he was my boyfriend or just my friend.  

But I care about being forgotten.  And I’ve been forgotten.  He’s been gone for almost 2 months now, just this time, and I haven’t gotten a single phone call, in all that time.  I’ve hardly gotten any texts.  I haven’t been his girlfriend, or even his friend.  I don’t think he even remembers my face these days.  

How can you say that you love someone and then just forget they exist?  If you care about someone, you want them in your life, even if it’s a phone call to say hello.  

And you’d fucking call them for their birthday even if it had to be in advance or late because you had no way to get to the phone.  You’d do SOMETHING to show them that you still cared.  That you hadn’t forgotten about them on a day that’s supposed to be about them.

My heart is breaking.

I’m so GD tired of trying, of getting my hopes up, of trusting, hoping that just once I’d meet a guy who would finally prove to me that they aren’t all scum-sucking weasels.  I don’t know if Isaac is my happy ever after but I don’t think he will be.

He forgot me.