There are so many loopholes to your love. It makes me sad.
I cannot ask you to clarify the ambiguity of your affections because I do not want to be one of those crazy people. It makes me sad.
I am not being insecure, I am not being paranoid, I am not being childish, I am being hurt by your uncertainty. It makes me sad.
You always say you were consistent about your previous shit but you are not consistent about them with me. It makes me sad.
I should not feel this way, I should not be sad. It makes me sad.
Saddening. That’s what. Yes, it’s saddening. No not you. Okay you. Because you never say you love me or other sweet things you say before we end a call. Now it’s just ‘night’ and then you drop it. But it’s okay. I understand. No, I don’t. But I will. Okay bye.