Enduring

I feel like Iay as well call it suffering.
But for you.. It's worth it.
You're still worth everything to me.
Everyday I think about you. Almost like you think about him. I just don't think I could write to you nonstop without hearing any kind of response. Sometimes I do that with text messages, bit that eventually just hurts. Cause it's a fucking text.
I'm sorry. I feel like I just don't have as many things to talk about. I wish I did.
Buh. I'm sorry. I feel like I can't say that enough. And part of me feels like you don't want to hear it at all.
I'm so sad.