You know the feeling how when people hurt you, you want to hurt them back? When the last thing you want to do is make them feel what you feel. The last thing you would want to do, is to hurt them. But you just go ahead and do it. Thinking that its good to make them feel what they gave you. Hurt. Pain. In the end, you too got hurt. This time, much much worse. You just wanted to get away, to get out of it. It got you back. Karma's a bitch. Revenge is a Bitch. You wish you could take everything that you did to hurt that person.
For instance, using my example. I would say that when that particular person doesn't call you. Forgets you. Leaves a couple of messages telling you where his at and that maybe 'he might not bloody reply.' Mmhm. Or that he saw a girl , mistakenly, assumingly, who looks like you. And just suddenly remember. Like you were there at the back of his head the second time that day, the second time he texted. Saying 'Hey , where you at? Are you blablablabla?' While you were at home waiting for that person to just say 'Hey, are you alright? I know we haven't kept in touch and i missed you.' But he didn't. instead, he dragged it till midnight. He calls you, said that we could talk for a while cause he needed to sleep. While you were up the night before, waiting for him to just call. WHEN IN HELL, SLEEPING WAS THE LAST THING YOU WOULD WANT TO DO. The next day, the same thing happens. Except, there was a tad bit change. He never texted. You thought that this just might be the last straw. So yes, he agreed. In terms, that it was best for both of us. You won the fight, i lost the battle. Lesson?
When you're hurt, you want to hurt harder who's hurting you. But i'll tell you, it will hurt you even more. Believe me, i dont want to hurt you. Because what hurts you. Hurts me more.
Baby, without you, I'm nothing, I'm so lost, hug me
Then tell me how ugly I am, but that you'll always love me
Then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
Destructive path that we're on, two psychopaths but we
Know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs
That we'll have each other's backs, 'cause we're that lucky