Oh God, this is a trap. And I kind of hate it.
my life is so easy and non-problematic, that I should feel ashamed to even think that I could understand what you have to go through. Because I will never be able to understand how it is to finish three years of relatnionship which should end at least a year earlier. Of course I don't know how it is, but there is something called imagination. I know how I felt when I had to say goodbye and I can somehow cube it. And I'm worried about you and I try to help you somehow, but you just push me away. Because I cannot understand that. Sounds like well-known scheme.
What I really would like to do is to shout at you. Right in your face.
because you underestimate my feelings and when I was right after breakup you tried to convince me not to think about it and that nothing happened. And you would probably kill me if I advised you the same thing. Because you cannot see beyond your suffering. Because you should've finished this something long ago and you have no right to claim that my thing was less serious and less intense because I never called it proper relationship. My stupid six months were as important as your three stupid, empty years, fuck off!
And now I'm really mad at you, but I have to controll myself because I don't want to hurt you when you are so vunerable.
