You matter more to me than I matter to you. I tried to fix things so much and I sacrificed so much for you but it still wasnt enough. I know you tried to but I feel like if you actually wanted things to fix and you wanted to stay together you would have kept trying. You would have keep going though all the pain and ik its tiring and it hurt but if you actually wanted it youd push through it. God knows I tried, fuck I kept trying after you broke up with me. I fucking begged for you to stay and work things out. You promised me youd always be here for me but now i cant talk to you at all. I would have put myself through so much more for you. I would let myself be constantly tired and miserable just so you can be happy, which honestly is what I'm doing now by not talking to you. I'll still always love you and be here for you even if you wont do the same for me.