Is it how love dies? On a dull Monday during a mild quarrel over the same things? Sad. I feel like I’m 15 again and heartbroken, frozen, numb. I don’t wanna see them, I don’t wanna come to them, I don’t wanna share feelings and thoughts with them (though to it anyway just for the sake of a long-lasting habit). I want to be alone. I want to read books, work with people without getting to know each other, just be off alone. It’s saddening me so much. Why did it come to this? What have I done wrong? Why?