I can’t believe you’re doing this to me. Of all the people in the world, I would have never guessed you. Every day you jerk me back and forth, lies, truth…. lies. Is she really that special that you constantly lie? And am I really supposed to be happy when you’re not seeing her because she’s mad at you? Why don’t you try not seeing her because you’re with me. Sitting next to you all night, texting her while I shrink into my skin is less than manageable. I’m not sure I even want you to let her go anymore. I’m not sure that I care at all anymore.
You’ve robbed me of the fire I used to have for life. My ambitions are down the drain, with yours, and I’m left here now to clean up the stains that I wish I never had to see.
I’m so tired, and I wish this was over.
Being alone in the world is too much for me.
Love, but maybe not,
Your Baby. (such a joke)