You made me happy on my sad days, and bright on my gloomy days. However, it hurt me to be with you. My cries outnumbered my laughs. I never received compliments the way I give them to you. I treasured you. At the beginning, it was the other way around. I got attached, and you became comfortable. You felt you were not obligated to show a affection because you knew that no matter how much you neglected my feelings, I would always return. The only way to break the cycle, was to end it forever. I was rose. My petals torn piece by piece each day until I was nothing but a wilted mess. I am numb; so numb, that my thorns no longer prick. For you have shown me that I love too hard and I will forever fade away.
