Dear B,
I told you my hurt. You told me you'd leave. I told you stay but yet you made me wanna flee. I trusted you so much but you couldn't handle this deed. Maybe I was right about you being so below par, god has me questioning how we got this far. He created a wound and you put in salt, my heart ached and throbbed then fell apart. "I don't wanna add to your trauma" you say as its too late. I thought we were meant to be together I guess you never should trust blinded fate. Isn't it crazy how he couldn't take the word no but you didn't hesitate to leave me alone. I hate you 3 words I wish I could say but maybe its better this way. I always took your pain into consideration but yet mine was always just a frustration. " YOU'RE TOO SENSITIVE" you would always say , just to my dismay I feel like the ultimate foul play. I'm sorry I ever said hi to you because now I know the truth everyone else treats me better than you.
