It’s okay. It’s okay that you constantly Ignore me, never text me, Purposely refuse to answer my phone calls. It’s okay that I spend my nights in tears, Trying to fathom your motives, Never finding solace in sleep. It’s okay that you never listen to me When I speak, that you always Cancel our plans, That you don’t seem to care about me Anymore. It’s okay. I guess I was never good enough.