I feel scared to touch you. I feel worthless. It always reminds me of those years when you didn't even want to hold my hand when I needed it the most. You always pushed me away, but I still stayed there for you. I feel so sad each time I remember that. You ignored me until one day you told me you found someone better than me. You said I had no balls, that I was a coward. I read that email repeatedly, even though I told you I had deleted it without reading. I lied. I read each word. It cut me deep. Now, when you have everything you want, I'm confused as to why you want my touch when you can get it from the one you cherish so much. I feel so hurt each time you push me away. I still remember the feeling, how lonely I was at that time.