I hate the fact that I got so used to you . Now that you stopped talking – I can’t help but think of all the things that I did wrong . All the things that made you leave . It breaks me to know you’re still there but not wanting to be with me. I hate it that you are completely normal ignoring me and here I am – dying without you. It’s seems like I didn’t matter to you as without even thinking – you just decided that you don’t want me around .Why did you have to leave me alone when I needed you the most?