It's been a while,
but I can't pretend that I didn't figure this thing... a long time ago,
I know it,
I try to act according to it,
but still,
it hurts.

I just genuinely wanted to be that person,
but you had other options—other persons,
I can't really fault you, for who you like or cherish,
or how you value people.

But I can fault you— for how you treated me.
I can also fault myself, for how I let you treat me.
And how long, I put up with your treatment.

I am done!

yeah, I say that all the time.
but how "done" am I ?

P.s this isn't a romantic relationship.


© Teemonera