Everything in Silence.

I don't know why the treatment to me - so cold, so neglecting, so hurtful.

I told myself not to ask because I want to do my best to be understanding. Or at least tell myself so.

I swallow everything down, how I feel and how I think, suppressing and controlling. Just so that I will be there, even if invisibly, to accompany you and hope you can enjoy yourself.

I know. I am just another friend to you. Or maybe even lesser.