Was it my fault?
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Last published Thu, Feb 10, 2022
"We were-"
Fuck, I can't even form the right words to say, i never knew that this day would come neither expected that I'll kneel just so he won't leave me.
Was it me? Was it my fault? I sob as i wipe my tears. I am in pain, and it's suffocating me while he's just there, watching me with nothing but pity in his eyes as i get drowned by the pain that I've never expected to get from him.
He could've just told me the truth, it just pained me to think that he still lied even when he knew that i know the truth. He lied even though the evidences says otherwise. I just play dumb but i knew , i know everything and it's funny how he could just hurt the person who almost give up everything for him.
I stared into his eyes as my tears are freely running down my cheeks and let him see the damage that he caused me.
"Where.. where did i go wrong?" I sobbed with eyes pleading for answers. "Tell me! What went wrong?!"
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