Do you ever think of me, but I don’t care.
I don’t want you to think of me because that would mean that your heart bleeds like mine.
It doesn’t. I can’t know if it does.
Do you wonder what I think of you, but I don’t care.
You don’t want to know what I think of you because if you did you would ask. You have never asked.
Stop sharing my name, you have spoiled it.
Stop sharing my face, you make it hard to look in the mirror.
YOUR LIFE IS NOT MORE IMPORTANT THAN ME.
I can’t handle the emptiness of still loving you and its not fair to me that you make me hate you.
Chance after chance.
I’m sorry after I’m sorry. Wait, there was not an I’m sorry.
I cant handle anymore happy birthdays , Merry Christmas or the sounds of nothing you do the rest of the year.
But you did stop Dad. Now please go. Wait, you did go.
Now why cant I stop.