I wish I never meet you.
But it’s a little too late.
Things not getting better. Each day, each month and I still questioning myself if I’am worth to fighting for.
I love you, so dearly.
But I don’t think it’s good for myself.
I don’t find myself prioritizing myself anymore. It’s always about you.
Never been me and will never.
If there is one thing that I can make it, even if it cost so much, I have to sacrifice
my happiness, it is to make you happy.
And I start to realize, you are not going to do the same.
If you were me, you are going to put yourself first.
It never been me.
It hurts so much, so much that I just realize, I didn’t feel happy these days.
I never comb my hair for weeks.
I never sleep well for weeks.
I never eat well for weeks.
Im getting addicted with crying myself to sleep because other than that I don’t know how to put myself to sleep.
And when my mother look at me, hour ago, I know she have been worried about me.
When she said a simple thing ‘let’s do karaoke today, you want it?’
And I burst into tears.
It hurts so bad.
I wish I never meet you.
You made me forget about self-love.
I wish I never meet you.
This is toxic.
But it’s a little to late.