It's not my fault. It's not my fault. It's not my fault.I finished crying, nothing more is wrong, I finally broke loose. My mind has gone back and forth, eventually tangling itself in my mind. How pathetic I feel. I've done nothing wrong. It's all your fault. You've messed me up. You lied to me. You spoke those words to me and selfishly took them back improperly. You did have feelings for someone else, you admitted your love for someone else. You probably told her that you loved her already. GO. Love her. I worked to make you happy, and your happy. I first care for others aside from myself and did all I could to love you and grant you happiness. I began to wrongly place it all in you. And I still continued to keep you until the moment you said it was over.
Well, it's over now. it's finished. I succeeded in my goal to make you happy and it doesn't matter if i've been hurt. but for now on, I can focus on a different task. Myself. I can now begin again to bring myself up until someone has the strenght to tear me down again. I just hope that when he breaks me down, that we both rebuild together. And we continue to live together through all the mess and not run away like you said I was doing.
We're over. I'm glad I got to talk to you. I'm not trying to save the relationship that obviously lost and not coming back. I'm not going to be one of those pyscho girlfriends you say you have. I'm going to be obsessive like you said I was. I'll leave you the hell alone if you leave me. We have too many arguments and this will be our last one...hopefully.
