How dare you.
You’re a real snake, you know that?
Why is it that you bleed and hurt for so long but then flutter as soon as you hear from him?
He’s not the one looking after you. Keeping you safe, trying to make you happy.
Can you for once just have some pride and ego? Can you stop hurting me and heal for a second?
Can you not be so fickle? Can you just be brave enough to face it and see it through?
Stop threatening to break every single time but then miraculously recover when you get the slightest bit of hope even when you know it’ll be short-lived and it won’t last.
Just stop. I can’t keep up.
Everything else is screaming No but you whisper Yes. Sure and true until I comply. And I always comply.
I want to stop.