No Saint Here

I wanna scream at you for breaking my heart when you promised me that you would not. I want to hit you till my arms are exhausted so that you would feel part of the pain I am going through. If you were in pain, you could have talked to me, communicate your feelings. You literally left me crippled all over again. Are you proud of how you handled the situation? Perhaps I was right about you being too young for me. Why did I ever consider the possibility of being with you? You were never ready. I was. I was ready to be committed. I was. I am now preparing myself for the longest part of my journey - to heal myself whole.