exploited!

I found out something unpleasant, something which I had expected from you last time but not the least I expect you to be doing it again. I thought wrong this time. I knew that you can’t be trusted. I should have listen to my judgment about you all along. We managed to talk things out. We managed to clear the air. It was a relief to me. You had no idea how much I appreciate that moments. The moments of truth. You were the one who initiated to shake hands with me and apologized. I accepted it and forgive you without thinking twice, you even cried in that room. This happened couple of weeks ago. But when I am not there last week, you exploited me. The good thing to you is, you succeeded because he belief you. You ruined everything this time. I was lucky to know about it. God is fair.

Why do you do that? Why do you tried so hard to get rid of me? Why do you tried so hard to convince me that it was they to be blame and not you? Why can’t you accept the truth and learn from your mistakes? Why can I? But why can’t you? To think that I am younger than you by so many years and I could learn from my mistakes but you can’t. I should have stick to my judgments about you. I thought everything had settled? I should have known that you pretended again. I have hard time trusting people and you made it worse.

The truth is, I never knew or met someone like you who could be that wicked, bad, selfish, self-centered, hypocrite and cunning. You’re unbelievable. It is alright to look ugly but its more than ugly to have such heart and vengeance.

Again I am being exploited, violated, back stabbed by you. Seriously, I don’t deserve this. You are such a despicable person. You are a bastard. I am sick of this. The more you do it, the more you are proving me that what people say about you is nothing but the truth.

From now, you will be the second people in my hate list and I hope you will be the last in my entire life. You think it is ok. Let me tell you, it is not ok to be in my hate list. Don’t worry; I won’t do anything evil you. I am not you. I am not brought up that way. It is never in me. But I won’t forgive you and the things you do.