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‎Just for a thought,

I wonder, when you look into my eyes and watch my heart shatter, does it break your heart too, even crack it a little bit?

Or do you enjoy hearing to my heart breaking into pieces watching your actions towards me?

What have I even done, for you to do that to me?

Isn't dying just better than all this fuckery?

I was being considerate, but you made me seem like being inconsiderate is better.

I was being loving, but you made me seem like being cruel is better.

What else can I do. I just don't seem to understand why.

I've left everything behind, thinking that I would continue it with you.

Just as I thought, I'm fine and I was happy that I actually could live my life again,

You killed me that very second. Yes you did.

I'm not complaining, or asking anything from you.

I just want to justify myself.

I just want to have a clear explanation.

I just want to know is being considerate wrong?

I just wanted to you to be happy for god damn's sake!

Whining away now isn't gonna change anything, I know.

I'll show you what you've just lost. I'll shove it in your face.

That's a promise.

I've watched you do things. So now, you watch me do things. Fair enough, isn't it?