Why do I feel hurt by your words? Piercing through my flesh like arrows. So many wounds in my heart. Bleeding.

Why do I still long for you like an idiot? Tears welling up inside me when I think about you. Fucked up Karma.

What kind of heinous crimes did I commit in my previous lives? Why did I ever meet you? I am not even sure whether I would change anything if I could go back in time.

I am done being your punching bag, the one who is being torn apart by your cruelty. I will never see you again.

I will never see you again. Not in this life anyway.