too.

it starts out with small things, small instances where you're not chosen, not prioritized. what happened to the dynamic we used to have, what changed? slowly being ousted, but not aware of it until it's too late to reverse. you're torn between pursuing what's left of the relationship, but it's like a poorly maintained trail, choked with weeds and thorns taking over. there's a remnant, no markers, but you have to fight to find it, sometimes unsure if you're even on the right path. is it worth it to continue to fight the overgrowth? or is easier to just let the wild consume what it will, making what used to be, simply disappear. no one would know what used to be, unless they were there when it was. this is the fate for those that love too fierce, care too hard, invest far, far too much. you think that it will be returned, but, it won't because it can't be reciprocated. you fade quietly into the sunset on the era, depleted of energy from simply trying too hard, for too long, hoping that the new day will bring a fresh sunrise. how screwed up is it, that the kid who feels life with such intensity, is the one who was conditioned to not feel, to not talk about it? a caged animal with no voice.