"Can I at least ask, why?"
"Why what?"
"Why did you move on so quick?"
"I guess I realized that you weren't the end. I realized I deserved someone who treated me like I deserve to be treated."
"I treated you well."
"You treated me like it was a chore. And I got tired of it. I got tired of waiting for you to call me back, I got tired of you cancelling last minute. I got tired of you."
"So this is it? You're giving up on us?"
"For a love to blossom, both people have to pour love and affection onto it, both have to put in time and effort. You planted a little flower inside me and left it there to wither. You never came back to take care of it. And after a while, that flower died. Just like my love for you did."
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hey, stop treating your loved ones like crap.
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Emotional Torture.
PoetryCollection of poems and pieces written about daily struggles and tackling big world problems from the eyes of a teenager. Warning: Some chapters might be triggering. Triggers include: Suicide Eating disorder Self harm
