She's Got Her Own.

It's funny how people judge and label people who do certain things, and then become one of them.

Honestly think there's nothing else left to say. There's no need for anymore explanations, apologies, feelings, or anything. Heard what you've had to say. Don't want to listen to anything else. We both know where we stand now. My cries meant nothing; you still remained cold, your voice sounded so stiff. If you didn't want it, you shouldn't have asked. But you simply said that it's a big mistake that you made. Don't even know if big mistake referred to me. It's not that simple. You don't toy with peoples' emotions like that. Only now do I realise all the lies and empty promises made, and I can't trust you anymore. You hoped that I would help, and when I sincerely want to, you ask me to leave you alone. You call me names. If you think you can handle it on your own, go ahead. But I can't just stand there and look at you change into someone I never dreamed you would. If after all these years of being good to you, you could still treat me like that, then there's nothing else left for me to say. I just realised what I mean to you, and I'm not going to be listening to anything else that you might have to say, cause you weren't there to listen, or to comfort, or simply just to be there when I needed someone. I've been far too nice and soft. Even when I was mad at you, I never ever hung up on you, I talked to you till we worked things out. Even when I was mad at you, I wanted to hear your voice. You yell and scream at me more when I cry, but if I ever had heard you in such a state, I would never have left you to cry alone, or hung up on you. But you did, all the time. You sounded so aggressive all the time. I'm done with this; I think we both are. I've never been this upset, it's not like me at all, I hate it, and I want to get this out of my system. I don't deserve all this shit, and you certainly deserve someone who is more accepting. Let's just get it over and done with when you're back. Let's keep it short. I'll finally leave you to be, like you asked me to.