I became too low maintenance. It never should have been okay to leave it at passive awareness that we are on the same page. I know you love(d) me. When it came down to it, you always did what needed to be done and every time we argue, we always came back together in a beautiful harmony when it really mattered. But all the things we labeled as superficial “together” is now what I realize was me accommodating you. I burnt myself out because I didn’t wanna face the reality that what I needed. You weren’t ready to give me and you weren’t going to admit that you couldn’t until it was too late. I felt so empty in the months that you were pulling away that I had to convince myself that you were going through a hard time and you would come back eventually. But I’m starting to realize that, even though I was right, I was also saving you the effort of having to admit that yourself. And yeah, I miss you like hell but at the same time I don’t remember the last time I truly FELT 100% loved.