i would've texted you again. but you seem completely fine with my absence, and that's all i needed to know. it made me realize that maybe i was the only one still trying, the only one who cared too much. i kept checking my phone, waiting for your message, hoping you'd ask how i was or show some sign that you still cared, but you never did. your silence said it all. so i stopped too. i stopped texting. i stopped checking your profile. i stopped asking about you. i stopped trying to fix something you didn't seem to miss. not because i stopped caring, but because i finally understood, if someone can stay calm while you're gone, maybe they never needed you the way you needed them. if my absence doesn't bother you, then it probably never really mattered that i was there.