Why we broke up [Editing]

Short notice

Hey Alex,

I've heard through whispers and rumours that you have heard about this thing.
About my journey of moving on.
About this open and online diary.

I haven't heard, sadly, wether you care about it or not. Wether it made you sad or not. Wether you thought it made me pathetic or silly.

I haven't heard anything from you all in all. I've seen you talk to everyone but me.

I don't want to make some mess. I just want to write the truth.

Whatever you might think of me now, this is not a hate speech. This is not about ruining your chances at relationship. This is not differing from what happened and what it taught me. This is not about you, not really.

I know now you know. But it wasn't meant to happen. You never should have known. Even if you don't give any shit at all.
I don't think it was legitimate for you to know.

Now I know you might care. Now I know you might not even want to care. Now I know you might do something about it. Now I know you might not do something about it.

And it's killing me.