The Way It Happened To You

Every now and then,

I will be put in a situation,

Where I find your words haunting me,

As if they're making me realise,

Why you said them, then,

And if I was in a situation like yours,

(like i usually am these days)

Then I am would say the same thing like you did.

(which hurt me so much back then.

which still hurts me when i think of it,

how harsh every word had felt,

like a knife piercing through my heart,

how, even today, it doesn't feel right,

to say them to someone else)

I get it,

Why you said, what you said, when you said,

I'm an empath like that,

But it doesn't mean,

It hurts less,

It doesn't mean,

I have to learn the lessons like this,

It doesn't mean,

It had to be explained to me like this,

You could have told me yourself,

But, maybe I wouldn't have understood it unless it happened to me,

The way it happened to you.

fuck you.