Your love was an action I ignored. I see now that your faith in me was as strong as I am stubborn. You craved my words; I avoided yours. I refused to see that in each text you were still thinking of me, loving me even when you were not next to me. I was just too scared to be left alone. I was immature, insecure… vulnerable. So, I blamed you; I lost faith in us because I never believed in myself, alone.