I noticed little things. #sadcore #core #fypシ #relateable #deep

It feels like I'm bothering you, and the worst part is I can't tell if it's all in my head, or if I'm finally seeing the truth for what it is. I noticed the little things, the shorter replies, the dry. Yeah, and okay, the way your tone shifts like you're answering out of obligation, not interest. It's like my name used to mean something to you, and now it's just another notification you swipe away without thinking twice, and I feel it in the pauses, in the gaps between our conversations, and how you don't ask questions anymore, how you don't match my energy the way you used to. It's like I'm slowly becoming someone you tolerate instead of someone you genuinely want in your life. I hate admitting how much it affects me, how I reread your messages trying to see if I said something wrong, how I rewrite text after text, just to make sure I don't come off too much. How I check my phone way more than I should, hoping maybe this time you'll sound like you actually want to talk to me again, and a message with my head, because I don't want to be a burden, I don't want to be the person you sigh at before you reply with something short and dry, but I care maybe more than I should, maybe more than you ever did. I keep reaching out even when everything inside me says I shouldn't, not because I'm desperate for attention, but because I genuinely don't want you to feel like I disappeared, I don't want you thinking I stopped caring, I don't want to lose someone who once felt impossible to lose, but the truth is silence scares me, silence feels permanent, silence feels like you already made your decision and just haven't set it out loud, and I'm stuck here trying to pretend I don't feel the distance growing every single day. Maybe I'm overthinking, I hope I am, but maybe I'm not. Maybe I'm finally noticing the signs I tried so hard to ignore, and even then, even with all this anxiety, all this confusion, all this fear of being unwanted, I still check on you, I still message you, I still care in a way that makes me feel stupid sometimes, but the truth is simple, I don't reach out to bother you, I reach out because you matter to me in a way I don't know how to hide, you were never an inconvenience in my life, I just hoped I wasn't one in yours, I just wanted to matter to you, even a little, even for a moment,