It wouldn’t be so bad that I’m your last priority if you weren’t my first. I loved you.. I still do.. I bend over backward for you yet I never even get a thank you in return. I wish I can get over you, I wish my anger for you stays forever so I can hate you until my final breath. But when the anger stops, I get sad and depressed and I start missing you .. and being your last priority doesn’t sound as bad as having to live a life without you. So what if you don’t love me and you never will. I have enough love for both of us.