limitation

I wonder if it’s ever possible to say anything at all. I wonder if – even though I understand you more than anyone else in the world, but then I guess I don’t – you understand me at all. It’s hurt to watch you turn your back and act like I'm just another strangers,I’m just like another person you use all your usual way of taking everything into assumption after all these times.

I instinctively hold a hand over my heart, feeling this pang – a pain that comes from this woman I love out of my most respect. I have an impulse to run, to escape again while I still can before this consumes me. Should I attempt to shut down the part of me that loves, respect, and cares, like I’ve tried so many times before?

But there’s a part of me that I wanna shake you out of my belief and make you realize that: "please do not always think other people that they are selfish and self-center! it's you! and please give people who love you some value! Do you know how much you hurt them, hurt their pride and their love and respect for you? and please don't think money can rules everything!"

It's not worth and I'm worn out. It reaches to a certain limit since the tears I've shed so many times are too dried to come out anymore.