took me days to realize i was destroying the kind of a girl that was down for me. i'm paying for it right now, til this day. now becoming more mature, i see everything i put her through. i made her guarded. i scarred her. i made her scared of love. i changed her as a women unintentionally. i see it in her eyes when she cries and her actions. she's not what she was anymore because of me. it finally hit me in the last days, what i've done. and you ask yourself why? why do that to a person that did nothing but love you? why take advantage of them and crush them mentally? why not consider their feelings? why was everything about what you wanted? and when you realize that it's all too late. their already accustomed to pain, they don't cry at the same things anymore. they don't smile at you like they did. they don't see you as their protector anymore. you crushed them as an individual. that burden is trash. you'll wish you were motivated to keep them happy at that moment and not days later. but that's life.
YOU ARE READING
forget.
PoetryThere is mention of depression, suicide and self harm in certain chapters in this book; if that bothers you in any way, please don't read. if you choose to, however, be warned. ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~
