I am actually glad that I confronted you on the issue, rather than letting it drag on. 

Remember, I still advocate a no strings attached relationship where you are free to walk away any moment you don't want to stay any more. 

But. There is still a little part of me that still wants to hang on to whatever we have.
Wanting to wake up and see you by my side,
telling me that it's all a dream and everything is gonna be okay.
(And each time I say this, I do actually really really hope that you'd show up)

And this part of me will tear for the things that we lost.
I hate trying to build a future, to plan for so many things,
only to see them all torn apart in a single moment. 

And it seems like 'funny' thoughts are ever present in our minds. What pushes them back every single day is the glimpse of hope that we see in the future. 

But I see no future now. 

I think about who I can tell this saga to, 

and it appears that I am the only one who will listen to me.

Someone. Just.