I was right about you all along.
When I thought someone finally cared about me, when I opened up & didn’t leave me, you left. You don’t even realise it either. I needed you. & you weren’t there. You were the first person I’ve ever opened up my dark, dark self to. I just want to cry out, do you realising what you’re doing to me. Do you realise the mess I am, desperate for help screaming at you, standing right in front of you?
You’re just like everyone else , you don’t care ; you’re just curious .