I hoped you were going to be there... here as I'm going through this tough shits. I hoped you understood me 'cause you knew every inch of the scars I have and the weights I carry.
I shouldn't be in pain, but maybe I expected much that's why. It pains me to think how you could just act like you never really cared about me... ever.
If it's your way of trying to get your life back together, Trying to fix what's broken from within, Then you have my support. I understand.