suddenly, i don't wanna fix what's been broken anymore. and it is really weird because the old me would always beg and try to make things work. but now, i'm just tired of forcing what keeps falling apart. i've spent so much time trying to save people, situations, and relationships that were already slipping away. and maybe that's the difference now. i finally understand that not everything is meant to be repaired. i don't want to chase what keeps leaving anymore. some things end, and that's all they are supposed to do.