"What hurts more than losing you...is knowing you're not fighting to keep me."

I'm not sure whether to feel entirely overlooked, angry, or just...
This time last year...no. Will not fall back into that.
History is repeating itself, but not on a whole. Seems I only get the shit end of everything this time around.

This is for you.
You are so mature. You've progressed so much further than the rest of us. You stand by every statement you've ever made.

This is for you.
There are not words enough to convey what this has been like. I've been completely honest, left nothing out, and still you take away what you're willing to hear and no more. And in the end you were worth none of it.

This is for you.
The only part you play in my life is one to be wary of.

This is for you.
You toss out tidbits as if you expect me to string myself along (and I have). I lay everything out before you, and you pretend not to hear. Despite everything some part of me still hangs on, though, and this is all the optimism I have left.

What's the use of talking if you don't say anything?