[dedicated to all my lovely readers]
Dear Ice,
I miss the way you would apologize for little things.
I miss the way you would hug me to make me feel better.
I miss the way you would try to make me happy.
I miss the way you would make efforts to make things smoother.
You would blame yourself for the mistakes you didn't do.
You would consider yourself to be not worthy for me.
I refused to believe in all that back then.
I hated it when you took the blame on yourself.
But now, I want to blame you for everything.
I want to tell you that you really don't deserve me.
I want to blame you for making me the worst I have ever been.
I want to scream at you for taking away my reason to live.
But I can't because you wouldn't give a damn.
And there's no point of blaming someone who wouldn't listen.
Love (or maybe hate),
Fire
Media - Heart Attack by Enrique Iglesias
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