I've handled so much from and for you, starting from your moods and never-ending at your unreasonable temper, I've swallowed my pride for the sake of 'us', lately though, I'm starting to doubt if anything was ever worth it.
The fights become such a regular thing that you don't bother to apologize anymore, leaving me to overthink everything by myself just to come back to you after you manipulate me into thinking that none of it really mattered,
But it does matter. It always matters.
If the mere thought of me falling into a swirl of sadness 'cause of you doesn't break your heart then maybe I shouldn't trust you with my love, heart, and soul. You aren't worthy of all the nights I stayed up talking to you and all the effort I've put in.
You simply don't deserve to be all I think about, all the sweet messages and birthday paragraphs, it all just feels like a waste of time now that you've shown me how cruel you can be, how absolutely heartless you can get.
I guess part of it is my fault, I did let you get away easily every time I was upset over something, And I did let you brainwash me into blaming myself for every obstacle we face, I was so fooled by your sweet facade I ignored the red flags and the questionable acts.
You know what the most heartbreaking part is, though?
I still wish you all the fucking best.
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first time i curse on this book.
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Emotional Torture.
Thơ caCollection 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