I need to make a few things clear, because I know you'll be here any day now checking in on me.
I never said what she told you I said. I am careful with words now, just like you are. I copy and pasted WHAT YOU SAID, to her and told her when you said it. if you like, I can send you the file. But I don't think you really care, all that much. I told her how you are. I told her what happened to me after you started dating her. That's my story and my facts to tell, thankyou. I told her how it took you weeks to tell me, and in the mean time you did what you're so good at, and lied to both of us. That's your actions, not mine. You can blame me for telling her, but you can blame yourself for doing it.
It doesn't hurt this time. Time is funny...when enough of it passes, feelings get lost. So I don't care. And you know....she told me what you've done to her. If I wasn't certain about my lack of feelings for you already, that would do it. How can you respect, let alone care about someone who can't respect those he is supposed to care about?
You have a problem. You don't see what's right infront of you. A lovely young girl who loves you...and you treat her like shit. You lie to her. You hurt her everyday. Every day she hurts because of you. She doesn't trust you. She loves you, but doesn't trust you one bit. She asks me questions about you...she wants to know what I know. Because she doesn't believe what you tell her.
Don't think for one second that she doesn't talk to me about those things, because she does. She needs someone to talk to, because you won't even hear her. And so I listened, and gave her my advice...and i'll tell you right now what my advice to her was: "He's never going to change. You need to follow through with your threats and leave him. Because he's never going to stop treating you that way, no matter how many times he says sorry." and it's true...you won't. You're an expert at it. She knows it.
I like her a lot, you know. I didn't think I would, because of who she was to you, but I do. I think she's wonderful and I want nothing more than for her to gain the wisdom and get away from you. Because she's not safe until she does. And I hate you for doing what you've done to her. I do. Deep down somewhere there is one ounce of feeling left for you, buried somewhere with the memories...but on the surface, I hate you for hurting her.
This time, Swiz, your threats don't hurt me. Because i'm over it all. I don't care about the past anymore...it's like now I just want to help Ashleigh, because she's my friend and you're hurting her and I know what you can do to a person, just like you know what you can do. So you and me...that can be gone forever. It's about you and her, now. SMARTEN THE FUCK UP! See what's there infront of you and love her like you should. Stop messing around, because you'll lose something amazing, when she leaves.
Saying things like i'd come first, and the concert second...why would you say that? What would compel you to say it? How many people do you talk to like that? That's why you're hurting her. Put her first for once. And by the way, if I ever hear about you laying a hand on her, i'll take care of it from here, and don't you think for a second that I can't, because i'll prove you wrong.
Smarten up. That's all i'm trying to say. Smarten up before she's gone. You know your parents even tell her to leave you, eh? How nice is that? Get some brains, mister.
Always Living A Dream
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