Avoidence

I don't get it.

You say you're busy.

Unable to talk because of the problems.

Doing everything you can not to think.

I text you.

Good morning

Good night

How are you?

I'm fine.

This is the extent of our conversations.

They simply don't exist.

They simply don't matter.

I'm tired of only hitting the surface.

Its ridiculous.

I guess little things just effect me too much

But sometimes i just feel like i am disappearing.

Fading from your life.

And I feel like you never even told me you were leaving.

You never said, or explained, or mentioned.

Not even a simple reason why you didn't need me anymore.

Not even a single word.

I suppose i might be holding onto something that doesn't exist anymore.

The person i knew doesn't exist anymore.

Things have changed.

But we don't talk about it.

We don't talk about anything.

Thats the problem.

Thats my problem, actually.

And it's not getting any easier.

I'm sorry.

Sorry i constantly want to talk to you.

Sorry that when you take long to reply, i get sad.

Sorry if i come off as annoying.

Sorry if you don't want to talk to me as much as i want to talk to you.

Sorry that i try to tell you about my pointless drama when you don't really care.

And i'm sorry if i come off as clingy, but it's just me missing you.

I guess i just care too much.

And sometimes thats one of my best qualities,

But today its my worst.