Happiness, is something I used to yearn for, but something I no longer can see in my life. My only happiness comes, when I'm alone.
I wonder, if people understand that, the more you try to force your habits, your "standards" and your lifestyle on someone else, the less love you are going to get in return? Every single time you fight with me, my love diminishes just that little bit more. But this little bit more has grown to a whole lot bigger. I no longer fear that you'll crash into a something and leave me alone in this world. I no longer fear that something unfortunate will happen to you when you're doing your favourite "sport". I no longer fear that I will lose you.
To me, you have pushed my limit to the max. You have made me feel like the worst thing in this world. You have tarnished my self-esteem by time and again, abusing me physically and verbally. You hurt me with your words, your actions, your tyranny-ness. To you, I am not your family. I am someone whom you want to control, to gain something, and someone whom you don't love with your heart.
From the way you look at me, I can tell.
I never thought this day would come. I never thought this would happen to me. But it's happened. And this is really unfortunate.
You are the unfortunate thing that has happened to me. The most regretful thing.
