People be surprised by how easy it is for me to detach, but what they don't see is how much I cared before I got to that point. I don't just wake up one day and stop caring. It usually comes after giving chances, overlooking things, and trying to keep a connection alive by myself. Once I realize the effort ain't mutual, something in me switches. After that, I don't force conversations, I don't chase, and I don't look back. The way I move afterwards probably make it seem like I never cared at all, but the truth is I just know when it's time to leave things where they at.