I wanted a relationship or friendship. Neither you were willing to fully offer.... yet you seem to care, yet you seem like you wanted my understanding too.
You explained and apologized, made promises but wasn't willing to do a single compromise. So I held on to hate, a lot of hate and held you responsible for every pain and suffering in my life too.
Neither of us were genuine. I only wanted you to understand that I needed more time to heal from the mental & emotional trauma and during which I don't need unrelated advice.
Like you would worry about my lack of riding skills. I would also worry about your lack of life skills. And I stopped offering advises, cause I learnt it'll makes you angry.
Despite our best intentions, nobody can control those mood swings. So I somehow ended up accusing you again, that I'm truly sorry for.
Pain consumed every good in us. We forgot kindness, we forgot to be grateful, and I can't even remember who I was before you came into my life.
Even though we didn't work out romantically, I love you as a friend, but you locked your heart away behind some great wall of China, and I followed suit. While I do my best to pull myself out, you buried yours deeper and deeper, and I so want to drag you out of your bubble even if it's only for 5 mins.
Nobody wants a pretend friend, not in this phase of life. But I did want the best for you and I want you to clearly know that.
You explained and apologized, made promises but wasn't willing to do a single compromise. So I held on to hate, a lot of hate and held you responsible for every pain and suffering in my life too.
Neither of us were genuine. I only wanted you to understand that I needed more time to heal from the mental & emotional trauma and during which I don't need unrelated advice.
Like you would worry about my lack of riding skills. I would also worry about your lack of life skills. And I stopped offering advises, cause I learnt it'll makes you angry.
Despite our best intentions, nobody can control those mood swings. So I somehow ended up accusing you again, that I'm truly sorry for.
Pain consumed every good in us. We forgot kindness, we forgot to be grateful, and I can't even remember who I was before you came into my life.
Even though we didn't work out romantically, I love you as a friend, but you locked your heart away behind some great wall of China, and I followed suit. While I do my best to pull myself out, you buried yours deeper and deeper, and I so want to drag you out of your bubble even if it's only for 5 mins.
Nobody wants a pretend friend, not in this phase of life. But I did want the best for you and I want you to clearly know that.
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