no crying over spilled milk.

I have given you plenty of chances and extended a hand if you ever needed it.

But to be honest, I’m getting a little tired. Besides, it shouldn't be this hard.

I probably will never understand why, but maybe that’s alright.

You've made it perfectly clear anyway.

I’d rather focus on the people who think that I’m important in their lives.

I’d rather surround myself with those who don’t mind squeezing me in.

You’re not here but it’s okay.

And just so you know, the next move is yours.