Tonight, you asked me to talked about how I feel. And trusting you'd listen openly, I did.
Should I have known that you couldn't take or accept the fact, I shouldn't have told you at all.
I'm tired of telling people of half truths regarding my feelings. I just thought that you'd be that person who'd understand.
But, not much to my surprise, you're just like everybody else. You will never understand it because you feel I should be happy having you as my purpose.
The fact is, I can't accept the truth either. I was hoping someone would help me get through it.
You asking me what I felt, and running away from our conversation which hasn't ended, makes me even more miserable.
I just realized that even you, the person I love and trust most, cannot accept who I am and cannot accept the truth.
I should've just kept it on my own. It took alot of effort for me to tell you.
Now it hurts even more, that I don't have you by my side to comfort me.
I'm sorry if I hurt you for telling the truth. Now I just feel like an opened faucet without someone to close it.
Throbbing Head from Crying,