Conflicted

You said I could tell you anything.

I withdrew because I was worried I wasn't worthy of you.

I felt I added nothing to your life.

Once I made these admissions, you said you understood.

However, you drew back.

You said that when I needed you the most is when I should have shared more.

Once I expunged my demons, you smiled, then abandoned me.

You continue to ask what's wrong, while still ingoring me.

And this is why I say nothing, keep it all in, and suffer silently.