It's not what I meant

Maybe we never meant anything.

Was it all bullshit what we said to each other?

I know what you think.

I can't say that you never gave a damn, because you have treated me in a way that is more unique than rare over the years.

Only recently you were weird.

And there, I understood that now, for you, it was as if I no longer existed.

Maybe you were only with me because you 'had to'.

Slowly, I saw you stop loving me.

You slowly slipped away.

But, on the contrary, you left too quickly.

We have understood a lot, yes.

But not thoroughly, and this is the thing that almost destroys me most of all.