there was a time you would care whether i ate my three meals a day properly, sleep well, what i did with my day.... why does it feel now like you don't care, or u can't be bothered. are you tiring of me already? is this your way of telling me you've had enough? how could you so rudely push your way into my life, then make me believe that being with you would be peaches and cream, then now you've had your fill, you wanna back out without me. how can you make me stuck on you like this then back out like nothing happened? why are you turning into the ice queen and keeping me in so much pain? to a point where even though i'm hurting i don't want to let go yet. the feeling isn't right. i'm not done trying, so why are you giving up so easily? am i not good enough for you to try harder? i opened up completely to you. do you know how vulnerable i am feeling now? one sharp word from you and i feel crushed like i can't breathe. is there something so wrong with me that you can't wait to get away from? i don't think i coddle you, or show you off like a trophy, or step on the things that are important to you. so why is it so difficult for you to remember the important things i say? what i like to do? if you weren't prepared to do all these things, why did you get together with me in the first place? can u even remember why you wanted to get tgt with me or has your feelings already deviated to a point of no return? am i really thinking too much? maybe you think too little about things like this. but i'm telling you now. you have to think about it. do i really ask for too much? if i am already outside my comfort zone for you, why are u still hiding in your comfort zone. even when u are wrong, you don't even try to do something to make me happy, you do what u think is comfortable for you. relationships were never meant to be comfortable one hundred percent of the time. its awkward, its mean, its hurtful, its happy, its pleasing, its enjoying, its laughing. its supposed to be everything. if u are all those things to me already, what am i to you?

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