Here for me
You were here for me
And I you.
Shoulder to cry on and all that shit.
But,
I hate that word. It's a detour in the road that leads you straight off a cliff.
But you changed. Or I did.
You began caring less about my feelings;
Said want you wanted, no matter how much it battered me.
Or maybe, I began caring too much, and took what you said too seriously.
Either way, feelings were hurt.
Moving on...
I took what you said.
Didn't flinch.
Didn't talk.
Didn't fight back or defend my self
I just sat and took it.
But...
(There it is again)
I started to retaliate.
Stopped taking your shit.
And all of Sudden you left.
And in a really nasty way.
YAY
No more shoulder to cry
No more strong hold.
Now I choke on the pungent chains of loneliness that wrap around my neck.
I'm sorry that I let you down.
✌sincerely anti-deppressed bitch.
