You left, I needed help. You gave up on me.
I never did that to you. I slam the door as I start to leave, I run across the streets trying to not spill any tear out but I fail as I try to catch the bus of acceptance and drop my keys of patience. I look down, I feel a tear running down my cheek, one after another and I find myself there, bawling at the ground, screaming and asking why. Why does everyone keep leaving me? Is there something wrong with me? After all that I've done, after all that I've been through, this is what I get? I ask as I get up, trying to hide my tears I run, I run as fast as I can, I run, dying to look back but I don't, I keep running as i don't wanna hurt myself anymore. So now, I'm not gonna let anyone in. What am I doing wrong, so from now, I'll stop letting people into my life because they always leave at the end. It's been too much lately, one goodbye, was more than enough for me but my stupid heart can't handle these many at once. I wonder how can someone sleep at night peacefully, thinking how much someome has done for them and all they did was hurt them to the extent they're scared of people now. I wonder if karma even exist, I wonder as I sip my coffee, looking at myself, red eyes, red nose, dry cheeks, asking one last time. What's wrong with me. Are you happy now? Oh you must be, you never cared anyway. So you lost who did actually care, I lost who didn't at all.