I feel like I overthink about what I did wrong or if it was my fault for not making you feel wanted but at the end of the day I did not owe you that. We weren't together and it's not my fault you didn't communicate your needs, and you decided to search for someone who does rather than telling me.
It sucks because I know how you'll justify your actions, and how you're probably convinced that it was for my sake. How even though you felt nothing you will attribute the emotions of your favorite break up songs to this even though it isn't deserved. All the feelings were mine, they all belonged to me because I wouldn't have done this to you. I don't care if your own feelings got into your way, you didn't act on them, you cut them off with a pair of scissors, so they're mine and mine only to keep.
In reality, without the mess inside of your head, I wasn't convenient for you. Or maybe you were bored. Or maybe the the next person is someone you're more attracted to. I just wasn't enough somehow and you will never ever fucking admit that, not even to yourself because you think you are a good person. You're always gonna be stuck in the pit of your thoughts and maybe you deserve it. Until you change that, the darkness belongs to you and only you.
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