If it's something that I've learned for the past few years, it's got to be understanding how this world works. It has a funny way of twisting its way to you. What you give, you'll get back in return. I can only tell you that this has occurred to me countless of times, but it never fails to amuse me.
You invested on something that was so temporary, and neglected what's permanent. You scarred me. You spent most of your time, working your hardest, trying your best and impressing; and in that very process you have made me feel insignificant. You were insensitive, heartless and self-centered.
Now, your dedication has brought nothing to you but to realize that you should have done more for things that matter. You can't just swipe an apology card for all the things that you missed out on.
How does it feel though, not being a priority?
As much as I wanted to feel happy that you came to your senses, I couldn't. I wanted you to know that I am not the person you are. I can't live with myself if I had to watch you suffer. And then I thought, how did you ever not feel bad about doing it to me?I wanted to see the best in you. I wanted to put myself in your shoes. But, I can't think of any single reason to defend you.
It takes time to mend what you broke.