::Pain::
I am hurting. I am hurt.
I am hurt when all i really needed was to be understood more by the one i loved. All i needed was for someone to really listen to me and at least try to understand me.
That was what i needed.
What i got was very different. What i got was someone telling me what to do and how to feel, when it is so impossible for me to even fix myself.
I stayed in your room because i was almost broken, and i needed you to help me. To just be with me.
But your words just kept on coming. You spoke to me so coldly, like i was a freak.
I feel like such a freak now.
I'm glad you have so much more control over how you feel now, and i'm glad that you don't seem to really need my help anymore.
I needed your help, but you weren't there for me.
I was there for you, the only one to be there for you when your head was in between your legs and when you were puking all over your feet. I was always there for you. Remember when you wanted to come over because i was really sick after jamming? I liked that, but i didn't like it at the end because you didn't take care of me. I was the one that took care of you.
It hurts..
It hurts also when i think deeper.. I live for you, but i really wonder... how well do you even know me ?
Do you know my address?
The names of my brothers?
What my parents work as?
How it's like in my family?
Do you know my friends?
Do you bother to meet them and get to know them, like how i try to get to know your friends?
Do you?
I kept this deep in my heart because i didnt want to hurt you or make you feel bad.. but right now i must say
you haven't been the best girlfriend to me.
I wish you could put in more effort because i need it, and
i still need you.
spoken. at 5:41 PM
I am hurting. I am hurt.
I am hurt when all i really needed was to be understood more by the one i loved. All i needed was for someone to really listen to me and at least try to understand me.
That was what i needed.
What i got was very different. What i got was someone telling me what to do and how to feel, when it is so impossible for me to even fix myself.
I stayed in your room because i was almost broken, and i needed you to help me. To just be with me.
But your words just kept on coming. You spoke to me so coldly, like i was a freak.
I feel like such a freak now.
I'm glad you have so much more control over how you feel now, and i'm glad that you don't seem to really need my help anymore.
I needed your help, but you weren't there for me.
I was there for you, the only one to be there for you when your head was in between your legs and when you were puking all over your feet. I was always there for you. Remember when you wanted to come over because i was really sick after jamming? I liked that, but i didn't like it at the end because you didn't take care of me. I was the one that took care of you.
It hurts..
It hurts also when i think deeper.. I live for you, but i really wonder... how well do you even know me ?
Do you know my address?
The names of my brothers?
What my parents work as?
How it's like in my family?
Do you know my friends?
Do you bother to meet them and get to know them, like how i try to get to know your friends?
Do you?
I kept this deep in my heart because i didnt want to hurt you or make you feel bad.. but right now i must say
you haven't been the best girlfriend to me.
I wish you could put in more effort because i need it, and
i still need you.
spoken. at 5:41 PM
