This is my life, no nuetral or brake. Take a seat and read up kiddies.
I Hate You
It seems that all I ever did was try to save you, help you. No matter how many nights I went through crying because you were so near death it hurt. I cared. It was more than many other people did. I was the last one to giev up on you. And that was only because you couldnt' take the fact that I was finally accepting of my life and happy and you were not. And how fair is that? Is it my fault I can always think that my life could be worse?! I still remained your friend. No matter what you did, I accepted you.
Nothing I did was enough though huh? You had to go and mouth off about my light, my evrything. You had to talk about a person you didn't even know because of your own jealousy. I could have accepted that. Though because I told you to knock it off I'm the bad person here?
No one asked you to do what you did. Hardly anyone ever knew. Though that prescious metal blade was more important to you than me. And yet you claim to care about me so much. I didn't even know you that well to keep my own promise. The only thing you gave was heartache, tears, and constant worry.
But I get it. I'm the b***h. The person who is in the wrong. Since you so selflessy gave yourself to everyone and only giving to me and all I did was take. Forget you. Forget this. Forget me.
I wanted to hold you in my arms everytime you began to hurt B******. Everytime I heard you cry I wanted to kiss the tears away. In the end I would rather you hate me and never talk to me again. If I caused you as much pain as you claim I did, then leave me alone. I may miss you, but never will I say a word.