I'm really messed up.

It's really hard to talk to you anymore. With every letter that I type, some voice in my head seems to whisper to me "Stop, before you regret it."

Maybe that voice is right. Maybe I should stop. It hurts so much, thinking that you always treated me like just an acquaintance, someone who is just annoying you by always blabbering to you online.

No other person would have forget a meeting. Even if their schedule is packed, even if they're only acquaintances, even if they can't make it, they would at least inform the other party.

It took 1 day for you to forget. Just 1 day.

Maybe you don't deem me as someone important. I'm probably an annoying acquaintance, that's all. Forgot about our meeting? It's fine, I texted her already.

You never knew how I waited for you, going up and down the escalators, rushing for the first time I went down, thinking that I was late, and that you would be there already.

No, you weren't.

You never came.

I went back up, hoping that you would send another text, apologising with sincerity and mentioning that you would immediately drop by.

It never came too.

Just sorry, I feel really guilty.

I'm trembling now, but blinking furiously to keep back my feelings, about to explode.

I'm afraid.