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To the person I thought I could love,
First, i need to thank you for a number of things. Thanks for tearing apart the bits and pieces left of me. Thanks for making me feel you never cared enough. All those times when I was unfolding myself in front of you, you were really just crumpling me up from the other end. Thanks for making me feel like waste. Thanks for making me feel disgusted for every inch of skin you even touched of me. I might have told you under those clear skies that I didn't want to be exploited and left just like everyone else. That must have been my mistake. Opening the closed book of love in front of you must have been my mistake. Letting you in, it must have been my mistake. Were you ever as bothered as you showed? Did you ever care a bit? No. I don't think so. When I told you I was hurting, you portrayed to be the best person in my life. Was it all fake? Our friendship, did you ever even respect that? No. Again, I don't think so. Thanks for the roller coaster ride you promised. But I'm not sure if I liked it. Every single word of praise and humor you inked for me, this friend of yours, did you ever mean them? No. I don't think so. You wanted to hurt me, and you were more than successful. Thanks ❤