i’d hoped you would get it.

i’d hoped you would understand.

i know you went through this.

i know you were the same.

i thought you knew this would happen.

because how else would it?

how else did you expect me to deal with this when you won’t help me?

no one was here for me.

no one was there to listen.

but you were.

you were there, and you didn’t help me.

you chose to stand by and watch me.

watch me suffer,

and sink deeper and deeper into my own personal hell.

so i guess this is my confession.

i wish you could change.

i wish you could see what hurt you caused.

but i know you won’t.