Do you want me to feel bad for you? That I am hurting you only because I am talking with you. That the only reason why you are upset now, is because of me. That somehow, I managed to upset you so much that your ready to just leave and never speak with me again. That you are ready to just run out of my life, and never know what happens to me? You were not ready to meet me then. You were not ready to know about me. You did not deserve to meet me. I am a person; not someone who wants to be left. I hate you and your ways, yet I hate to love you at the same time.