I’m not ever sorry if you found me out here. If anything, it’s proof you didn’t keep to your words. You lied about finding out too then. I don’t like you checking in on me. I don’t like being confronted for my venting. And social media was very terrible for us that I would still refuse to understand why it matters to you. Being blocked is like us having broken up? Almost as if you were not searching for me the first place.
All these while did not exist I guess. I had never done anything for you. I had never compromised, I had never been the one trying to stop a fight before it gets bigger. Yeah it’s always you pacifying. Always you keeping peace between us.
Don’t say sorry if you don’t mean it. It’s just bad to know you never see it how I did and you just lied your way through it.
Both of us should’ve died. We didn’t deserve this life or second chances. We burn them all in the end anyway. If today’s my last time then it is. I don’t know how I’m going to go about it but don’t ask me to stay back if I’m ever in danger. I’ll just die alone.