I wish you knew

how hard it is,
to love again.

Did how know?
How much I loved, again and again?

I was always there for you,
but you became too distracted from me.

And here I am still willing to forgive.

It's not enough?
I'm fake to you?

Do you realize what you have done?
Where is your balance?
Which foot is in front of the other?
You don't know.
Hahaha.

I still forgive you, but remember love is a comprimise.