You and Simon were close. Or at least, that's what you thought. Recently, it felt like you were wrong. Because of how much you realized he really didn't give a fuck.

He barely even spoke to you. That said enough, didn't it? You tried talking about it, but he avoided you, saying he was done.

"Just say I don't matter, please." You almost beg. Like if he would just tell you, then you could let go. Let him go, and accept it.

".. You don't matter to me. You never have." He replies.