𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙

Victoria had done so much for me. She changed her personality, her style, she even learned to skate just because she knew I liked it. She did it all to show me how much I meant to her, but I... I couldn't give her the same back.

He threw it in my face again today.

We were in the park, just before he left. He'd been practicing for hours, working hard to improve his technique, while I, distracted, stared at my phone, paying no attention to him.

—Why aren't you looking at me? I'm here, trying to surprise you, and you don't even seem to care.

He said suddenly, with a broken voice.

I looked at her, puzzled, not knowing what to say. “I’m sorry, Victoria. I’m just… thinking about things.”

I stammered, even though I knew it was an empty excuse.

She sighed, looking down.

—I don't know what else to do to make you realize I care about you. I've changed so much for you… can't you see?

At that moment, I felt a little...guilt? Every time I got close to her, I felt a contradiction: some days I treated her like she was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and other days, I would push her away for no reason.

—I just… I don't know what to do, Victoria. Sometimes I feel like I'm not enough for you. I treat you badly, not because I don't love you, but because I don't know how to be what you expect.

My voice cracked, as if his words were actually affecting me. But the truth was different: I didn't care enough to truly feel it.

You are with Tom in the forest, you try to get his attention, but you can't.