Even through the hardest things I still stood next to you. I held your hand and I told you that I loved you and what did you do? You stood next to me and watched me drown in my own sorrow. You sat there and judged me while I was sinking into a stepper hole. I sat there and watched you look at me in the eyes and laugh. Why? Why did you let me die and sink into my own thoughts of mixed bricks of emotions.