You wanted to get hurt. You want to be haunted by monsters that you, yourself, created. You thought I still cling on to old memories. Well, I don't. Because what you don't realize is that old memories are replaced by new ones. Just like you and me.
You live by my words from before. You slash your heart with these words then blame the pain on me. You wanted to believe that with words of hate, there is love. To tell you straight, Words of hate are just that. HATE. Just like what I feel now.
You're scared of the memories he and I had. Now you don't have to because what you should be afraid of are my memories of you. You just bled me out of our great memories, of love and happy endings. All I have now are bottled tears and resentments. Of accusations, of hurtful words that reverberate even as I sleep.
You secretly wanted me to write about you. Well, here it is. You earned it.
CHANGING MY WORLD, ONE MISTAKE AT A TIME.
