Hi babby!

Hi baba, babby,

You told me not to worry, but I can't help but worry.

For years, we never had a big fight. If there was something wrong or a misunderstanding, we always found a way to fix things. But for the last week, the pain I'm feeling is getting unbearable.

I'm not upset that you are talking to another person. I am upset, mad, and in pain because of how you are changing.

You told me that you've felt unhappy for a while now. How come I had no idea?

I asked you to choose between her and me. You said you'd choose yourself and that you are not losing a friend over my reactions.

Can you blame me? You are happy whenever you are talking to her; your eyes have sparks whenever you look at your phone. How is it that you are willing to sacrifice what we have, what we have built over almost a decade, over a few months of connection? You told me not to worry as you described her as a person who is not capable of destroying our relationship, but it wasn't her; it was you who is destroying what we have built.

You told me you wanted to travel alone to do some soul searching, but you made plans to meet her. I asked you where you planned to go, and you said there was nothing yet. However, you sent her a message about the places you would like to visit.

You told me she was not going to be with you all the time.

But can you blame me for thinking otherwise?

I hope I can still see the light.

You said there's nothing to worry about.

But I worry.

I don't think I can wait for you any longer.

I'm almost at the end now.

I don't think I can still understand everything.