I've been thinking about it a lot over the past few days, and while I'm still in complete disbelief that no one can just listen to me, now I've got something to say about it.


I wish that for once,
someone would at least
to see it from my point of view.
She left me.
She deserted me.
Yeah, I know,
I could've done so much more
that I did.
(But you should know by now
how awkward I am,
how I fear saying the wrong thing
and everything sounded wrong.)
I gave everything to her,
let her know the things I hadn't told
else, and she fucking