it hurts...

It hurts when you miss old days,
it hurts when you don't have a day to forget every 'to do for next  day' in the last year,
it hurts when someone getting a ton more rewards than you cry for his performance in front of you,
it hurts when you have no one to rely upon,
it hurts when you see everyone just so engaged in themselves that they just don't care who, where, how you are,
it hurts when you become just a contact in 'someones' phone to forward chain SMS,
it hurts when you just drop by to say Hi and get treated as who cares
it hurts when you work for 'it' but get the least anticipated results,
it hurts when you just can't stop to take a deep breath

But its worth being hurt to have the feeling that someone is there for you, to understand you, to give you the damn courage to hold your hurt heart and face the world with a smile when you want to scream, yell, shout and makes the injuries 'fun' to deal with.

But it hurts more than anything when you miss that 'someone', try to remember the face but can't do that, try to remember the touch but can't do that, try to remember the breath but can't do that.

And it is quite an awkward feeling when what you write is not related to you.