You have not been yourself lately.
I don't know who I'm talking to.
Things have changed.
You have changed.
When did you.
Get so distant?
And so sad?
Were you.
This way.
All.
Along?
Was it all.
A lie, a mask.
To hide the pain?
I just want you to know.
That even though you're not you.
I am willing to take a chance and risk.
My heart being broken again and again.
If in the end it means that you will be okay.












Okay?