we work a shift together, i wanted to literally quit. i did not want to be there i haven't seen you since the LA trip, we barely have spoken since then.

*you come up behind me as im waiting for my shift to start and hug me*

"what's wrong" you ask me

i tell you nothing, didn't want to tell you right there.

"you sure?" you texted me a couple minutes later.

"no" i replied

"tell me" and a couple minutes later when i didn't respond you sent "?"

you really insisted on me telling you, so i did

i texted you "idk i just like wanna know what happened kinda for you to pull away & i just keep thinking about what i did wrong or something"

you never responded. never spoke about it again

i tried my absolute hardest to try and save whatever we even had left, by surprising you with dutch, doordashing you food, being so supportive of whatever you dealt it, when you couldn't even have done it back for me.