Hatred...

I have so much for this one person in my life, who is meant to be one of the people you love the most. One of the people that is there your whole life. The one the teaches you the most important things. Well, that one person, Isn't around. And pretty much all I have learnt from him, was how to be a coward. I guess I can give him the credit of trying, but it's such a weak effort. I sit here remembering the reasons for my feelings toward him. All the things that were said and all the things that were done and all the feelings that were felt. And just simply being scared to wake up, or just walk out of the room. Things changed for awhile, because he realised it was the last chance and that he really fucked up. But then went and did it again, but in a different way.
I sit here, and I can look around and everything in this room I can tell you, was just a way of buying my forgiveness.


I've let go...