this was the day I left.
Don't keep asking why, I told you why.
I'm sick of miscommunication,
insults,
pushing my absolute hardest just to please you,
and that isn't enough.
See, it drives me up the wall.
Makes me want to scream.
That's why,
not because I hate you,
or don't love you.
No.
I just can't handle the way things were,
and I will not,
ever,
stick around for that.
I can't.