i offered you everything while torturing myself,
we used to watch the birds through our tiny window when i was little,
your presence fades whenever you get closer to me,
an empty space between us becomes more apparent,
the destruction is starting to become a part of me that i cannot defy,
the more i grow up, the more i ask myself why,
why do i put up with this?
i mourn in solitude, filled with regrets,
your misjudgment, you never seem to apologize even when you’re at fault,
i came to the conclusion that i never want to be like you,
so thank you, I hope you feel the triumphant loss.