You lied to me. You lied to me through it all. 2 years of a relationship where I was the only ship in the relation. You were no where to be found. You were never there. Not for me, not for you, not for us. Loving you was difficult but I managed to get there. I was there. I saw you. The screaming, the insulting, the bad attitude were ignored. You kept going and I kept ignoring. But when I needed you the most, you were the one to ignore me. You ignored me even when I told you those three words, the ones I said when I knew I had fulfilled that emotion…you didn’t even said them back like you meant them.
But now its time for me to love myself more. You don’t deserve me. You don’t deserve a lover who will give you everything and don’t even get nor a smile or a hug in return as reassurance of your love. Love shouldn’t even need reassurance. You either love with all of you or you don’t.
I was there for you. I needed you. Now, I notice that I need myself more. Now, I notice how your twisted treatments made me stop loving me to be able to love you. But if I managed to love you, a discourteous, ungracious, intemperate person, I am sure I will manage to love myself again, someday.