Oliver,

I am no one, I am nothing to you. I'm not special enough that you want to hang out with me or call me. We're dating, but what does that mean?! You don't really see me, do you?

You only say all those things to me because it's what you observe all the other couples saying. They say this, they do that…so you figure, you might as well, too, huh? You were never like this back before we dated. You were a better person back then.

And you know, it's funny because I believe that you did like me, once upon a time. I believe that at one point you did care about me, did possess feelings for me. I'm not saying you loved me, but I believe you liked me much more than a friend. You used to do the sweetest things for me; you used to give me those adorable, shy smiles, the ones that had true feelings behind them and not those stupid fake flirty smiles that you've been showering on me lately. Where are those real smiles, now, Oliver?

You should have let me know when you stopped caring, Oliver. I hate you for continuing on, just allowing me to like you, and love you, and practically obsess over you. I'm more angry that you didn't confess to me about that than I am about anything else. I could probably sit here and repeatedly call you every name in the world about it, but I won't. Why bother? It wouldn't make me feel any better, wouldn't help any to heal my heart; all it would do is make me look bad. Because I know you'll be showing this letter to all your friends. I don't trust you anymore. You lost that. You lost a lot, I hope you realize, but…you probably won't.

At this point, your actions haven't even shouted 'friend!'. A friend doesn't not call someone back when a family member is in the hospital, Oliver. I needed you last nigh even though, thank God; my mother's condition wasn't serious. You knew I needed you; you knew I was going through hell. But you just didn't care, did you? You had too many other things to do, things that were more important…so I don't even know anymore.

You're probably mad at me now, at my accusations, but hey, I guess at least now you feel something about me. You never did before.

~~Lilly