FUCK YOU. I was perfect. I did everything right. I took care of you the way no other woman has. I made you fucking happy. I tried so FUCKING hard. And now you need your SPACE? Fuck you when you say you aren't pushing me away, you're kicking me in the gut, tearing out my heart and slamming door after door in my face. I tried being nice. I tried babying you. I tried understanding. But. I repeat. FUCK YOU. I have reached my limit, if you give a good goddamn about me you will see me, you will see me tonight, you will apologize for the HELL, the fucking AGONY you have put me through and you will do whatever it takes to make this okay. I'm tired of being timid, I am tired of crying every single mother fucking night, I am tired of waiting for you to give a shit. So make up your fucking mind, you want to be with me or you don't. Pick.
You are going to tell me to fuck off and it is probably for the best because I deserve so much better than this.
Here I Am.
- Danielle Renauld
- This is where I go when I have things to say but no one to say them to.
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