you see me as a selfish woman who only thinks about her pain and her ego. but why do you only notice me when i'm angry? was i gone when you were at your lowest? tell me, which mistake have i never forgiven? which moment did i refuse to understand you? i was there in every silent night, every hard day, every time you felt lost. but now you choose to call me selfish, as if my feelings don't count, as if my hurt is too much for you to handle. maybe you just never wanted to see the way i loved you.