Enough about me. I'm through talking. It's like the race for my life and I'm ******* walking. I'm out of breath from these constant tirades. My brain is shattered into 3 pieces. And each is more different as my stability decreases. As my anger increases.

You don't see what I do. You're blind as a bat; You see what you want to. I know what I am inside, but you made me this way. You hit me and the cracks grew. You kissed him and broke us both in too. Go ahead and look what you turned me into. Watch me transition from anger to...

Don't worry. You've seen my stability and you've seen me angry. But honey, please look into your heart and maybe you'll see that I deserved this pain, see? Now we can both agree that you'll never come back to me. But hey a boy can dream. Well, I could dream if I went to sleep. But I wake up and I scream, like I wish I would when you slept next to me.