All I wanted was to be like you.

Because I loved you.

Call it what you will, but that’s the only way to say it.

Don’t you dare call me a coward.

Everything I did was to help you.

F**k you if you think I ever put myself before you.

Glad to hear that you blame me anyways.

Happy doesn’t begin to describe it, really.

I’m lying again, thank you for noticing.

Just know that I’m done caring.

Killing my opportunities just so I don’t inconvenience you has gotten me nowhere.

Lying to myself as you don’t listen has gotten me nowhere.

Mostly my fault, though, I’ll admit.

No. Nothing I have done could’ve stopped you from being this.

Openly hateful, to

People, who are different from you. “Weird”.

Queer, you might call them.

Really, how could I have known better, when we were so young.

Still. Stupidly, I used to care about you.

Trust me, I am no longer naive enough to believe I can fix you.

Understand, please, that I’m through with you.

Very well, you’ll say, walking away like I’m to blame.

Would you ever show me respect if I told the truth?

X-ray my heart to show you how little I care anymore.

Your words are meaningless to hurt me.

Zip it, your excuses don’t affect me anymore.