Feeling like it's all my fault? Not at all. So why the blame? Why the accusations? Who do they think they are? What did I do? Told the truth? Did the truth hurt you? I asked you a simple question. You didn't answer. I begged. You ignored. I cried. You went on with life. But when I turned away you held your hand out and told me to join you. Well it's too late now! You want me now? Why not before? You enjoy attention? Ha! Don't you get enough of it? You enjoy pain? You make me feel it everyday. Happy? You want something I can't give you right? You want a perfect person who will worship you day and night. Did you get that person? No! Because no perfect person exists on the face of this Earth! You said you were mine. Then what happened? Did someone else buy you with their looks or their brains? You gave me a reason to hate you. A reason I will never be able to move away from my mind. And my heart. I wanted just one teeny tiny thing. Why couldn't you give it to me? You stole something from me. Give it back! Give me the thing I treasure most. Please... Dont torture me everyday the way you do. With just one look. That look filled with hatred. My life will go on and I promise you that. But remember this. One day, you'll be begging on your knees for me.