I take things for granted.

Take my friends for instance. I take their feelings for granted and end up beating them with a stick. It's not fair to them. Atleast he finds me to be a close friend and knows how my mind works. He's wonderful.

Feeling lost? He is truely the love of my life, but he doesn't know. He knows I exist. We're best friends, but I'm good at hiding feelings. Too bad it hurts to do so.