You blame me, of course you blame me. I let you take care of everything and sacrifice your own soul for me. I just easily accepted the fact that you had to leave. You were having the worst time of your life, trying to keep the hope of survival. Suffering, day after day, without any rest or distraction. You kept your upsetting feelings to yourself till you couldn't, until you realize that I wasn't worth it. That you wouldn't sacrifice yourself again for me, cause your love for me isn't enough. You let it all out, finally say to me that you don't feel like the one for me. You think that I love someone else, you are so wrong. You try to find reasons to break us apart. Try to say the most hurtful things you can imagine. Watch me cry without any compassion towards me. Your eyes are empty, you lost yourself. all because of me. It was all my fault and you want me to know it. There is more hate than love in your heart, you just want to push me away and forget I even existed. Your indifference kills me. You are not you, you have changed. Just a year ago, you were there for me, supported and worried about me when no one else did. You did the final sacrifice, in the name of love, and it was worse than anything we could have ever imagined.
You say you want to find yourself, you don't understand that I can help you, that I am one of the people that makes you like you are. I want to help you, be there for you, sacrifice myself for you. But you won't let me, you think that you were the only one that suffered, but no, I suffered when I couldn't sleep because of wondering how you were. I did everything in my power to help you, to solve the problem and I solved it. But you won't even thank that. You are just thinking of yourself. You're being selfish and a narcissist. Someone I don't recognize. You decide to leave, thinking that it's the right thing to do. Leaving me with a broken heart and damaged thoughts. Hurting me, the person you swore that taught you to love. Making me lose my self love, begging for you to come back and kiss me a last time. Turns out you just hurt me in a way that no one else has hurt me before. Never imagined that we would end like this.
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Feelings
PoetryUsual stuff that we feel. I think that feelings are a huge part of our life and that we should own them, whether we like them or not. Happiness, anxiety, love, mistrust, vulnerability, frustration, sadness, anger, euphoria, self love, confusion... a...
