No matter how old and mature I become , knowing that I mean less to those who mean much to me will always hurt me.
Yet , it hurts even more , when you know , somewhere deep in your heart that you dont mean less to them , but their love is mixed with a severe amount of carelessness and a sense of vanity.
So you have them but you dont ,,, and maybe you love , but you actually dont.
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