I won’t reply to your texts anymore, because you don’t reply to mine.
Yes, I know it’s childish of me.
I’ve told you so many times how much it annoys me when you ignore me though.
Annoys, upsets, and embarrass’s me.
I pride myself on not being needy, and I know I text you bugger all – once a day on average.
So wtf is your problem with replying?
Once in a blue moon, you surprise me by sending ME a text. . .
Today was one of those blue moons.
I chose not to reply – just to show you how it feels.
I admit that I giggled to myself when you text again an hour later, asking if I got your msg.
Do you feel silly texting someone who doesn’t care enough to reply?
Are you wondering what I could be doing that’s more important than replying to you?
Has it crossed your mind that maybe I don’t mean it when I tell you how important you are to me?
Has it occurred to you that I may have had some sort of disaster?
I know how small I feel when you ignore me…
What do you think now? How do you feel?