Every minute, I am wishing to die, just die, in whatever way. I do not have the courage to commit suicide, but I am wishing every minute, that I could end my life.
If this is the way you love me, maybe you have not realize, you love me because you are lonely. You do not love me for who I am, I see no shadow of myself in this relationship. You love me for you are who you are, but not for who I am.
Too much of words I could say.
You do not love me, you only loving yourself.
There is no need to show to the world what good have you done. Hearts will know.
Whatever shown outside, is not comparable to however you treat the one you love. If you claimed you love me enough, tell me, would you treat your family the way you treated me? Whenever your family is depressed, is upset, is sad, is moody, how will you treat them? A treat? A joke? A companion? A console? What else? Do you expect them to smile right away after whatever you do to enlighten them?
You said you love me, but within your heart, I am still an outsider. You do not treat me like one you love within your heart.
Keep to yourself, look it all over again, who am I to you. When you are clear, you make the call.
This time around, if to live still is my destiny, I shall live another tomorrow. The wish to die, I am carrying it always.
I would bet, even if I went missing for a week, there still won't be any call from you, nor a short message in my phone inbox.
Don't forget, I have family that loves me too. I know I am stupid for wishing to die, for a person like you; but after what happened in my life, it is best that I leave all behind. And my love stays with my family, should ever you show again that you do not appreciate my love towards you.
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