i spoon fed you lies about how happy i was because i wanted you to be content. you seemed happy with me, so i sent my sanity away as i tried to give my all for your sake
god, i tried so hard until i became consumed with anger
because whether you believe it or not, you fucking absorbed every bit of energy from me like a sponge. you still wanted more, and i didn't know what i was supposed to do
i shouldn't have made you miserable because i was too weak to leave. it's partially your fault too. you told me that your life quite literally depended on me being present for you
if staying with you was a hell for me, then you should be miserable along with me, or at least i thought that was fair at the time
YOU ARE READING
rage
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