He left.
We didn't talk for a whole day.
It's okay we're just friends. I can survive without him... But I can't just do that. I need to at least know if he's still alive of he's breathing... If he's happy. If he's okay.
Cause he told me... He told me he did it the day before.
And I cared. I care but he left. He still left after I was here for him through thick and thin and I am still here for him now... He left me before over a silly reason... Yet I forgive and I still forget.
Now he left again.
Where am I?
Here waiting for him to come back.
My subconscious wasn't allowing to me to rest, wasn't allowing to leave him alone, to give him time that he needed.
So I had to text.
I had to know.
Are you okay??
