gloom.

You know what it feels like when its the middle of the night and you get a text that just sends you into depression?
It hurts.
It hurts.

Did you really have to do that?
Do you really not care?

Forget it.
I guess sometimes, moving on is all I can do.
And that I shall.
Don't worry about me.
I'll be fine.
I'll always be fine.