I miss having friends 
I miss waking up to the “I hope you’re sleeping well but a quick reminder that I love you” texts 
I miss feeling heard and seen 
I miss feeling like I mattered to people 
I miss the feeling of love no matter how temporary it was 
I miss feeling optimistic about the future 
I miss knowing that I could just talk to people without feeling like an inconvenience 
I miss the way people used to speak so highly of me 
I miss the old me, the one that everyone wanted to be around and loved
It’s so hard moving on and realising people just aren’t into you as much as you are into them. 
Clinging onto some hope that they might care again which fails and results in you looking desperate for some emotional connection that is heavily one sided.