Nod my head,
Pause.
Uncertain pout,
Pause.
Opens m-
Pause--
Pause
PAUSE.

...
Why?
Why am I doped by you?
Why?
I am certain I don't like you.
In fact I almost always hated you.
Why?
Your presence always had me on guard.
I had to smile around you.
And I slowly fell deeper into my sadness.

I couldn't take being surrounded by you.
I even attempted to part from you.
But you...
You stuck to me.
I don't want to blame you because I know you aren't fully to blame.
I let you continue.
I couldn't bring myself to tell you.
Not because I loved you,
But because the image I had of you was twisted.
I didn't know what part of you was true.
And I just felt so suffocated.
What did I want from you?
I didn't want anything.
I don't get it.

Your every movement bugged me.
Ticked me off.
At first I liked the way you understood things.
But I slowly realised that you were a person I could never come to like.
I tried, thinking, that everyone had their own perks.
I tried, thinking, that I should try to accept everyone.
But I couldn't.
It was too much for me.
And before I knew it,
Being around you depressed me.

I later found out that you said some untrue things behind my back.
Tainting the image of me in other people's hearts.
If people believed you then they aren't worth my time but I also don't want that to happen.
Apparently you cried.
I hurt you.
We hurt each other?
Or was it that you lied to yourself?
Or did I lie to myself?
Or did we lie to each other?
No.
We definitely lied to each other.
But why?
I couldn't stand you.
But was it the same for you?
The thought of you depresses me.

You... I don't even know what to think about you.
I don't want anyone to cry because of me.
But you... I don't get you.
Did you really cry because of me?
Or did you use me as a reason to cry?
I don't get you.