“Treats you like shit but you still stay. Always bending your schedule and sacrificing your time. Anything for them, right? You say that enough is enough, you’re going to leave, but your feet can’t move ‘cause they’ve got you on a hold. And the hardest thing to admit is how vulnerable you are, and that’s alright, ‘cause one day you’re going to realize that a person can have only so many chances to right their wrongs before you really decide to leave. No more hollow words and empty sorrows. No more doing more than you should. No more thinking about beloved memories as a justification to stay, because you only lie to yourself when you can’t open your eyes to change. No more tearing yourself apart, and no more waiting for someone to decide if they love you or not, because honestly, you’ve got better things to do. I see it like this, that I don’t have to live my life waiting for people to decide if I’m worth doing anything with ‘cause quite frankly, I’m not an option, and I’ve got more respect for myself than to dip that low for anyone. I’ve got a life to live, and if they can’t respect that, and if they can’t reciprocate my actions and match the efforts I put into their happiness, then how will that ever do me good in the end? It doesn’t, but I’ve noticed it takes a hard knock in the head before we realize anything sensible.
Oh and when you leave: don’t look back, and securely lock the door behind you. That’s how you get anything done these days.”