And I was giving you a sledge

And I was giving you a sledge, and you were hurting me more and more. You disappointed me very much as if you did not care about the chances you gave me hard every time, I was passing over my pride, over my pride, I was passing over my dignity. I've always been giving you a new chance, looking for more and more excuses. I trusted you, I thought and hoped that someday you could change, but you did not do anything else to hurt me more and more, you were disappointed by the day that was passing more and more, you were unstoppable, you did not care. It was as if you were cooking them at night, the night when we were sleeping together in the same bed, in the same bed where we loved and loved.

Yes, it always seemed bad to you, at least that's what you said after doing more stupidity than yesterday, which was higher than in the past, and so on. You always have the right excuse at the wrong time. You always had innocent eyes, there was always someone who pushed you back to do that stupidity, there was always someone to blame, you were always innocent, and I was often the main culprit of your mistakes. And I gave you another chance, and you hurt me, disappointed me, as if you were unstoppable. You should have known that people never change. You should have known that you would not have always been the same, the same man, the same evil man who lied to my face, every time. I was very disturbed that you always tried to lie to my face, you always tried to think that you could hurt me in the back without ever realizing that I would never realize for the simple fact that you you would never have known. And I gave you another chance because I loved you, because I did not see my life without you because I was a weak man. But thank you for all the stuff you used to play with me, so on your face.

Thank you for giving me an involuntary power to give up all of you, thank you for making me stop so I stop loving you, dreaming, or wanting you again I'll talk to you again. I thank you wholeheartedly for making me stop and you brought me to the point where I see everything so clearly that each of us can see his way further. Yes, you did it involuntarily without wanting, but you know any choice, any action always has a reaction or a consequence, every time. You can never underestimate or overestimate a man, because you can never know them to the end, because they do not know them at all, sometimes. You ought to have known that people like you never change, and even more they remain the same people you are accustomed to, whom you know too well and sometimes it is too hard to accept yourself as an individual because this conclusion can disappoint you.