You are not sorry, and so am I.
I still got nightmares, my subconscious still thinks that some people will regret what they said and did. And I already have a peace with myself that some people will not apologize—not even close to know what they did to you.
For a few months the silly me still hoped for a single sorry. How they broke me into pieces and left me with a new version of me that love to live. (Thanks).
I am not the “blocked” type of person. But some people deserve to be on the “blocked list” forever. You cannot play with someone feeling and mental state. I still remember every conversation and everything and how people left me when I needed them the most.
So I hope you understand how I am feeling. When you get down on your knees, just want to let you know, I will not try to help you or make you better. It is not my business. Just drink your own poison.
When you were happy and chose someone else, do you ever think about me? The one you left behind?
Why when you were on your lowest point of your life, you tried to contact me? Weird, just drink your own medicine. Is she wasn’t enough for you?
You don’t deserve my apology. Because you are not sorry, and so am I.
I am not mad, I just hurt and suppress the feeling too long.
I already let us go, from a long time ago.
