I'm not okay and I haven't been okay for a while now. There's so many emotions in my body, and it's so exhausting to feel so much pain all the time. If I'm not sad, I feel empty, and I don't know which is worse. I'm starting to feel like sadness is just a part of who I am now.

You hadn't been in love with me for months, and deep down we both knew. I think I was just trying to come up with an excuse for your weird behaviour, but I knew that if you wanted to talk to me, you would have. I realize now that the reason you never showed your feelings, was because they weren't there anymore.

I have tried everything, and I'm giving up. I'm giving up on ever getting an explanation as to why you so suddenly deleted me from your life. I'm giving up on you.

I'm not okay, you know i'm not okay, everyone around me knows I'm not okay. I think you're struggling to find a part of you, that still cares about me, but you can't, and that's why I have to sit here and come up with the explanation I deserve.

You don't care, and that makes everything worse, because I still care, and I probably always will.