You have time to learn about the sea, animals, cars, your games, vaping, your friends, your family, and even everything that's happening in wars on the other side of the world. You stay updated, you remember details, and you make an effort to understand the things that interest you. But when it comes to me, it feels like you've never really tried to understand who I am, what I need, or how I feel.
Sometimes I wonder why. Is it because I'm still "new" in your life? Is it because we're not family? Or was I just someone who made your lonely days feel less lonely?
Whenever you see that I'm upset or angry, you never ask me to stay a little longer so we can talk things through. You never stop me from leaving with a heavy heart or try to understand what went wrong. You never ask what you could do differently. Instead, your first solution is always to send me home, as if it's easier to avoid the problem than face it together.
And now you're staying silent, making it seem like I'm creating unnecessary drama. I'm not trying to decide who's the victim or whose fault this is. That's not the point.
The point is that I'm deeply disappointed because this keeps happening. Just like before, you let me pack my things, let me walk away, drove me to my friend's house, and never once showed that you were afraid of losing me. In those moments, it felt like your pride and emotions mattered more than my feelings.
I'm angry. I'm hurt. Most of all, I'm disappointed.
We've gone through so many difficult moments together. I thought those experiences would help us grow and teach us how to love each other better. But it feels like nothing has changed. It doesn't feel like you've learned anything about me, about us, or about what this relationship needs.
We've spent so much time together, yet it feels like you still don't know me. You still avoid communicating. You still avoid working through our problems. And every time things become difficult, the easiest choice for you is to send me away instead of fighting for us.
I never expected you to know everything about me overnight. I only wanted to feel that you genuinely wanted to learn me the way you learn about the things you're passionate about. Because when someone truly matters, you become curious about them. You pay attention. You remember. You try to understand them.
That's what hurts the most.
