I’m too frustrated with everything. I always vent it out on you. I always hurt you. I always try to make you get mad at me. I unconsciously want to make you grow tired of me. I want you to hate me. I want you break me.

Because I don’t deserve a person like you. You are far too good for me. You deserve someone who’s willing to take care of you. Someone who has her plans with you in it. Someone who will love you fully. Someone who will not hurt you.

I have too much emotional baggage for you to help me with. I don’t think you deserve a woman who’s going to take her frustrations on you.

I need to fix me.

I don’t know if I need you to be here for me when I do.

But I know it’ll hurt so bad if I let you go.