I am pretty sure my friends stopped caring. They stopped caring

I am pretty sure
my friends stopped caring.
They stopped caring
because
everything I cared about is gone.
The family member
that I truly
cared about is gone forever.
The love of my life
left me,
and seems to be never coming back.
The only thing I cry about now
are the memories that will always hunt me,
Tomorrow, Today, and Yesterday.
I never changed a thing,
I probably never will.
I will spend my day wondering,
what could of been,
what should of been,
and
what you ended up leaving behind.
Truth is I don't ever see myself not loving you, and it is your fault I write the way I do, because all I think about is you.