There’s something about not rubbing it in that causes a little bit too much trouble. Now that it’s laid down, it’s the time to actually comment on it in a way that can’t be and won’t be read. But just in case, this one goes to you who just can’t understand why and how it went to this.

Just because I fuss and fawn over you doesn’t mean I plan to be forever. FYI, I have years ahead of me. I plan to be someone who’s more than a clapper to your small triumphs and a crier for all your miseries. I gave you enough credit but I guess you just don’t understand. I already stopped being your doormat.

Just because I try to be a constant entity in your life doesn’t mean I won’t change. I’m prone to personal faults. Before you know it, you’ll be missing me more than I ever missed you. Don’t blame me if you didn’t realize it fast enough. I’m no longer hanging around in your dank little closet.

So I guess what I’m saying is for you to realize that I’m fed up with all your inconsistencies and excuses. I’m so fed up with your drama because it’s taking years off me. If you don’t want to be happy then by all means, be miserable. You never did need any help in finding sadness all over the place.

You’re not as important to me as you deem yourself to be. Maybe I made you feel like you were but here’s the thing: you’re not. It’s your misery that made you believe me.

Maybe I just have a convoluted sense of reason but whatever.

I’m disliking you more and more each passing day.


About kyogakura
Bored 95% of the time.

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