My muscles are tensed, probably angry.
I made a wrong move.
Trusted the wrong person.
Muddled by what happened.
So you can take everything, my knowledge, the room in my heart, or the space in my head.You used up all my grace, took all my compassion that i offered.
Today, you also took away a little bit of my hope, tarnished a little the meaning of what friendship is made of.
Of lies and deception.
Of emotional blackmailing and tricks.
Of mind games and manipulation of my heart.
It is better to give than to receive.
Owh well. Tomorrow will be a better day.