Ches… Why?
Why what?
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Ches… Why?
Why what?
You’re happy? Really? Are you telling the truth?
No, not really. I'm sorry.
I want to try to do something that makes you happy this time.
I'm happy. You don't have to do anything.
So what do you want to do?
Something to make you happy.
I don’t know. Whatever you want to say.
I don't think I want to say anything.
Well, I like listening to you. I really like that.
So, what do you want me to say?
It doesn’t make me happy anymore. Not at all.
What makes you happy now?
You used to listen to me when I told you to be quiet.
I did because it made you happy.
You told me not to talk to you.
And why did you have to listen to me?
I love you, and I miss you. Can you please forgive me? I didn't like seeing you sad about it during that stupid party, and I wanted to... Just please consider forgiving me.
You could have said something.
I'd give up my eyes to see you one last time And I'd give all my fingertips to touch you And I could paint you picture perfect even if I were blinded But you have to die for me to see how to live
I’m not sick of you, I’m sick of hurting you. I would never grow sick of you, not unless you changed and I don’t want that. It’s not idiotic on your part, it’s idiotic on my part. I knew you trusted me, I’ve always known that, and I don’t know why I hurt you. I don’t know why. You can teach me. Teach me to be kinder and nicer. I don’t want to hurt you.
I can't teach you. I thought that if I loved you enough, you could be kinder. If only I could love you enough... But it seems that I can't. Why can't I love you enough? Why can't I love you enough to make you want to be better? Why do I always make you hate me and want to hurt me? Why am I such a terrible person?
Well I’m sorry. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I can’t be anymore sorry than I already am, okay? I’d do literally anything to prove that I’m sorry. I would literally die for you, Ches. I don’t like what I did, I didn’t enjoy it, I don’t want to hurt you anymore. I’m sick of hurting you. I’m sick of making you cry or seeing you cry. I want to see you laugh and smile because of me. I want you to forgive me, and I know you won’t. No matter how much I try, you won’t forgive me. I don’t know what to do. But… now I think I understand how this world can overcome a man. I don’t want to be here anymore Ches, not without you.
Sorry doesn't fix anything, Lock. Can you just tell me why did this have to happen for you to grow sick of me? You took something from me that you can never give back. And yet, I still need you close to me. I still love you. But I trusted you... I trusted you not to hurt me. How idiotic is that? Now I wonder if this pain will disappear or be forgotten. *she looks down at her arms , remembering the burn marks that were not even noticeable anymore*
I… do love you. How can you hurt someone you love? I don’t like it when you give me permission to hurt you because it makes me feel better, it hurts me. I don’t want to hurt you but when you give me permission, it confuses me and I was always, always told to hurt those who want or deserve it. You say you want it, Ches. You say it.
I had said I don't mind. I had said that if you feel like you want to hurt me, you can do it. If you don't like hurting me with my permission, then don't do it at all. I don't mind you hurting me but you promised you would never do it again. You lied to me, Lock! That hurt me even more.
You thought what? I don’t mean to hurt you. I’ve grown up in a household where I was abused constantly, I was taught to never feel sympathy towards anyone. I am trying my absolute hardest to make you happy, and I don’t want to hurt you, I really don’t. I’m not aware of what I’m doing most of the time. But I do know how I feel about you, Ches.
I thought you loved me. You said you did. The thing that hurts the most is that you don't even realise when you hurt me. How can you hurt someone you love, how? You said you didn't like to see me hurt or see me cry. All of those times you hurt me, did you close your eyes?
I’ll just leave you alone shall I? You don’t seem to enjoy my company anymore and your hurting me a lot at the moment and I’m trying my best to make it up to you but I’ve never done this before. I haven’t, Ches. I’m trying and nobody appreciates it when I try.
I'm hurting you? How could you ever say that, Lock? You can't expect me to appreciate it. You really shouldn't. I've always been good to you and you just... lie to me and hurt me. Again and again and again. And I don't mind the hurt; but I just thought...