The Things You Never Know I Wanted to Say

the observant.

You always notice every bit of every single thing!

Yes, because I pay attention to every single detail.

Yes, because you don't pay attention.

I get hurt a lot because I notice a lot.

I observe a lot, so I learn a lot.

There's nothing bad with that. What's bad is that you were there with me, but you didn't notice my suffering. You saw me smile, but you didn't see me cry from inside. You saw me mad but didn't notice I was crying for help. You saw me as a strong person, but you didn't see me almost dying from within. I saw you hate me for noticing things, but you didn't see me giving all the love and support—both the ones you asked for and didn't ask for. You hated me for wanting to be loved, but you didn't see how much I sacrificed just to give you the love you deserved.You always saw me as that "bad guy," but you didn't notice that soft-spoken, simple little girl who just wanted to be accepted and appreciated. In your eyes, I was always the one who cared about myself, my feelings, and my wants, but you didn't see the selfless me who gave up every bit of my happiness just to be by your side and give you all that you deserved. I am always the one who is hated by everybody.