I miss you.
I miss you so much.
I've always managed to shrug off depressive episodes. Mostly because I don't have time for them. Nothings changed.
I just can't shrug this off.
Every time I realise that we ended things I struggle to breath.
I'm a second away from crying at all times.
When will this end?
I doubt you care.
I bet you're off with your next distraction. I wish I had it that easy.
But even if I found a distraction. I don't think I'd want it.