imagine, i loved you so much yet it never seemed enough. you always complained about the things i should do " better " and i always seemed to find excuses " oh maybe he just had a bad day''. meanwhile you were totally fine, the first few months we talked day and night, i stayed up till 1 pm to talk to you as we have a time difference. we slept at the same time and i felt so safe, so calm so undwrstood and loved for the first time ever. a few weeks past by and you told me that texting me felt like a chore and asked for space, i cried cause i was afriad of change but out of love i always tried understanding you and i got out of my comfort zone. you then suggested a few days break, that few days turned into a few weeks and you broke up with me. i waited 2 weeks for you, tried my best to undewrstand u needed space when all u wanted was me to be gone. save to say i left and now you are here begging me to come back, but you took it for granted.