It's always enough, if you don't fuck up on someone's birthday, that too intentionally, and at least be little excited about their first birthday.

Maybe the ways I show affection isn't their cup of tea. One can keep trying but shit goes to hell anyway.

Whatever it is, maybe he got closure. But he had a choice of talking it out with me or doing nothing. he chose the latter, to opt out, to avoid the confrontation and ghost me.

Solid indifference towards that dying/dead relationship is mutating into this hateful, heart-wrenching desire to hear him say "This is over." My luck, I didn't even hear it. but I got this gist of his message: "I care even less than you do." Breakups hurt like hell, but shit like this undeniably low.