I can go on and on about all of the reasons why we're not working out and just how selfish you but it's not worth it.

The truth is, somewhere along the lone we fell out of love. I look at you and I find it hard to believe that we can last and make things work.

At this point, I'm tired of crying over you. I'm tired of trying to figure out what I did wrong, what I should have or shouldn't have said. This is not how relationships are supposed to work. And I should have known a long time ago...

Especially when I began ours thinking it was never going to last.