Clothing store girl.

I ran into you today, I was definitely not ready for that. We made small talk as if we were strangers; forced to say some words that we would probably forget the next day. I know I won't forget because you've been on my mind lately. I wanted so bad to know what's been going on in your busy life, how you're feeling, and what new and exciting things you've done in the months i haven't seen you. I felt like an insignificant person to you today. I wish. I secretly wish you cared to know how I've been. Just because a person asks how you're doing doesn't always mean they say it to really know what's been going on in your broken little life, but because it's usually something polite to ask when you haven't seen someone in awhile. That's how it was today, and organized, timed, meaningless array of questions. I'm sad i mean nothing to you now. I was someone you once loved so much. I'm not angry that you don't love me anymore, all I ask is that you care for me still. That's all.