Easy.

Everything is so wrong now,

from the way I breathe

to the way I feel at two in the morning.

 

Everything is connected to you in my mind from the way the wind blows to the way the sun leaves the sky.

 

You changed everything about me.

 

I don't even think the same anymore. And it'd be quite funny how out of character this all is for me, if it didn't hurt to laugh.

 

But dear, for you, I'll pretend I'm just fine because I don't want you to have any bad feelings.

 

 

I gave you everything but I'll pretend it's easy having nothing.

Done