Me. I’m wrong. For letting you get to me. For getting hurt because of the fact that you don’t care. For being sad even though I know you shouldn’t care anyway. The only person you should, and do care for is yourself. Yes, it hurts. No, it shouldn’t, but it does. So, you know what? I’m not letting you make me feel this way anymore. You’re not allowed to have this kind of power, this hold on me. It’s just not fair. And it’s not right. Let me go. Let me let you go.