Familiar sense of helplessness.

Seems like in a span of a few weeks or probably months, you’ve changed into this girl who gets irritated with me easily, who doesn’t laugh at my jokes anymore, who doesn’t care at all, who doesn’t show any other emotions besides anger and jealousy.

Who’s just not the same anymore.
I don’t see how I’m being sensitive when clearly, things have changed. It just doesn’t feel the same anymore. But I know I’m gonna regret it if I let go cause’ a few years down the road, I want you by my side. So I keep telling myself that I’m gonna give it one more shot whenever I’ve lost hope. They say that the best thing in life, they don’t come free.

So on a brighter note,
I should learn from the past; no point trying to salvage what’s irreparable because no one’s irreplaceable.