I’m angry and frustrated and depressed and unhappy. You always end up ignoring me during the times when I need you the most. I stressed out and I need you. And you decide for whatever reason, it’d be best to ignore me. 
I can’t believe that you’re ignoring me again. The last time you ignored me you said that you weren’t going to do it again. Stupid of me to believe you.
 How can you say you love me? How can you say you miss me? When your actions directly contradict what you’re saying.
What have I done? How have I wronged you? Everything was butterflies and unicorns, then the shit hit the fan, I suppose, since you’re not talking to me. 
This is bullshit and I can’t believe I find myself putting up with it time and time again.
And you know what? I have a right to be mad. To be angry. To be infuriated. To be frustrated. Because my boyfriend, the one I love, is ignoring me, his girlfriend. Why wouldn’t I be angry? It’s as if you cut off all ties with me. It’s as if you disappeared from my life. And this feeling sucks.  
Honestly, I want to break down and cry and curl up into a ball. 
But I can’t and I won’t.
I don’t have time to sulk and I won’t because I’m much stronger than that.