for some reason;

i thought i could trust you.
the one i run to whenever i need to talk to,

the one who understands me.

how do you expect me not to get mad when you hit me with something so hard.

so sudden.

yeah, its good that you know you're being a betch about everything.

i can't just convince myself its for the better,

cause that is just too damn selfish of yourself

sure you can get over your stupid life.

but you'll hurt everyone around you.

am i suppose to convince you not to leave?

you think you're some great person who can heal me after partially killing me.

with all your pitiful sorries.

the one i run to when i need to cry about stuff,

at the very end made me tear the most.

we've been picking up your shit for ages.

no, you're not leaving cause you dont want people to hurt us.

you just cant take any of the hurt yourself.

so you're making yourself seem so inconsiderate.

yeah, this may be hurting you like crazy,

but you'll never endure the pain im going through now.

i've gone through you being so friggin selfish with your thoghts.

you think its easier leaving with me hating you?

well, i don't.

i sound so selfish right now, but its my turn.

maybe i dont want you to leave.

it could be, of course.

how could i?

after all we've been through.

but how can i convince myself you leaving is better?

its all so effed up.

its just because you're so caught up in the world with what others think.

there is so much more i can say,

but what's the point,

do you still want to listen?

you always want it your way and run away from your problems.

then what the hell am i here for?

im just something you run to and then at the end after finally realizing i cant help you that much you decide to leave.

x-this is for you,

just to save you some dignity,

MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE.