Were Hearts Made Whole Just to Break?

Right now there's a lot going on. I didn't even realize how much until just now.

I don't hate much. But the few things that I do hate I hate with such a passion that it almost hurts. And I hate it when people change. That brings on things in the change that make the people around the person who changed wish that who they used to be would come back.

I don't miss him. I miss who he used to be. The sweet, caring, romantic, hysterical person he used to be. Now he's completely forgot that I exist, and I can't put into words how much that hurts me. I haven't seen or spoken to him since Sunday ... the 27th of July. It's like he doesn't care anymore ... and that breaks my heart more than anyone will ever know. I can't imagine what could possibly be going on in his life that would make him completely exclude me.

I don't know. It just hurts now.