It's broken because of you

From time to time, it changed.
It changed to the way I don't like it at all.
This is the first time I didn't help you to find any excuses to comfort myself.
I'm awake.
You're not paying effort and I'm tired of holding it.
There is no more caring.
There is no more love.
Finally, I feel tired and don't feel like continue to involve in it.
I'm sorry. I know you're sincerely felt sorry with what you did to me but I still can't forgive you.
It's broken because of you.
I know you can live your life very well even without my presence.
Time to move away.