It seemed as though I am really over it but truth is, deep down, I'm just really broken. I wish you had the idea but I do not think you'd want to make the effort to know. You didn't ask if I'm ok or I'm not. How I'm doing or have I been well? You didn't ask for me anymore. Nothing. And the cold replies were replies I had never once expected from you. But I guess you've found another void for you to dump all your sorrows in, another pillar you could lean on, another shelter where you could seek solace from, another listening ear who is willing to listen to your fears and just a new girl, really.
The question is: How could you be fine?
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