you should never ever leave people hanging like that.

i may be the not-understanding bitch to you or something like that, or demanding and not easily pleased. but i've compromised til i cant compromise anymore.

at least you are able to sleep better at night without my constant whining or complaining about equality of rights. to tell you the truth, i can barely sleep. thinking about next weekend makes me sick to my stomach, literally. i wish you knew and could be there to hold my hand. wish that you could ease my guilt. but i can't tell you. i can't do anything.

if i wanted revenge, it would be so damn easy. just reverse my decision and wait for responsibility to be taken. you might hate me for it. you would wonder why i would leave you with this pile of crap if i really did love you. however, you tell me that you love me.
but, do you love me enough?


will you still love me tomorrow, the day after or rather, 10 years on?