"...at least stranger guys try much much harder getting to me."

You probably forgot the times I cried for you, bled for you, stab my heart for you, gave up my time for you, walked right into the face of rejection for you, call out while you ignored me for you, go lengths I've never gone for you.

And did my efforts get you? Now you're done with your games, when things are so broken down and I've been so worn out, you think it's time to be nicer to me. Why didn't you do it earlier? Why wouldn't you forgive me when I said sorry? Why wouldn't you look at me when I call you? Why wouldn't you answer despite me crying out for you to hear me? You're the only person in my life I fought so hard for. And what did I get in return for that effort? Rejection and spite.

If I was "so eager to readily hurt" you, I'd have long gave up on everything. I'd take out revenge by not answering nor looking at you when you talk to me. I'd blame you for cheating, and then using me-hurting-you as the reason for every choice you make. You see, if I wanted to hurt you purposefully and readily, I can do that anytime I want. In fact, I'm well verse in the know-hows of hurting someone. But no I don't do that, alright, I don't. I may have hurt you in many many ways, but none of them was ever intentional. Even if I get so pissed I feel like doing something to hurt you back, I make it a rule never to, because it never does anything good to hurt the people you love and care about. And I really don't like how you endlessly accuse me of how I enjoy hurting you purposefully with eagerness. Now if I ask you the same, what would be your answer?

Stop shifting everything on me, making me the absolute wrong of everything. Learn to take some responsibilities for your actions and choices. Stop blaming me, and using me as the reason for everything you do. It's my fault you're unhappy, it's my fault you're hurting yourself. It's my fault you never get out of this grudge. So now that i'm unhappy and tired of everything, is it my fault for turning things out badly that you've become this way? When, when will it ever be anything of your doing, the choices you made, the actions you took, that plays a part leading out to today. Or are you going to forever see yourself as a victim.

We both are victims. Victims of our own foolishness. Of trying to get the things we want for our own worlds. Of not learning how to look past our own insecurities, our past hurts, for not letting go of our emotional baggage, weighing on each other's present our past. Of taking on more responsibilities we arent ready for, for doing things we ought to know better not to. It's been a harsh lesson for both of us. I've learnt many valuable lessons though in painful ways. I hope you have too. Because each unlearnt lesson comes in more painful ways, and sometimes regrets. From now on, we be responsible of our respective lives, stop using each other as a scapegoat or punching bag. We'd become better people I'm sure.

"...at least stranger guys try much much harder getting to me."

You probably forgot the times I cried for you, bled for you, stab my heart for you, gave up my time for you, walked right into the face of rejection for you, call out while you ignored me for you, go lengths I've never gone for you.

And did my efforts get you? Now you're done with your games, when things are so broken down and I've been so worn out, you think it's time to be nicer to me. Why didn't you do it earlier? Why wouldn't you forgive me when I said sorry? Why wouldn't you look at me when I call you? Why wouldn't you answer despite me crying out for you to hear me? You're the only person in my life I fought so hard for. And what did I get in return for that effort? Rejection and spite.

If I was "so eager to readily hurt" you, I'd have long gave up on everything. I'd take out revenge by not answering nor looking at you when you talk to me. I'd blame you for cheating, and then using me-hurting-you as the reason for every choice you make. You see, if I wanted to hurt you purposefully and readily, I can do that anytime I want. In fact, I'm well verse in the know-hows of hurting someone. But no I don't do that, alright, I don't. I may have hurt you in many many ways, but none of them was ever intentional. Even if I get so pissed I feel like doing something to hurt you back, I make it a rule never to, because it never does anything good to hurt the people you love and care about. And I really don't like how you endlessly accuse me of how I enjoy hurting you purposefully with eagerness. Now if I ask you the same, what would be your answer?

Stop shifting everything on me, making me the absolute wrong of everything. Learn to take some responsibilities for your actions and choices. Stop blaming me, and using me as the reason for everything you do. It's my fault you're unhappy, it's my fault you're hurting yourself. It's my fault you never get out of this grudge. So now that i'm unhappy and tired of everything, is it my fault for turning things out badly that you've become this way? When, when will it ever be anything of your doing, the choices you made, the actions you took, that plays a part leading out to today. Or are you going to forever see yourself as a victim.

We both are victims. Victims of our own foolishness. Of trying to get the things we want for our own worlds. Of not learning how to look past our own insecurities, our past hurts, for not letting go of our emotional baggage, weighing on each other's present our past. Of taking on more responsibilities we arent ready for, for doing things we ought to know better not to. It's been a harsh lesson for both of us. I've learnt many valuable lessons though in painful ways. I hope you have too. Because each unlearnt lesson comes in more painful ways, and sometimes regrets. From now on, we be responsible of our respective lives, stop using each other as a scapegoat or punching bag. We'd become better people I'm sure.