Sometimes I just want to reach your side and slap you.

But then, you would ask the same thing everyone asks.

"Why did you do that ?"

Seriously, I don't want to waste my time on that. I'm a busy person. I have other things to think about.

I'm independent from you.

I don't need you.

I seriously, seriously, lost my cool already.

I could just, go there, and slap you. Slap you hard. Get that beast inside of me out, and just finish this madness.

Do you even know how angry I am right now ?

For what you've done to me ?

You don't, right ?

How could you, why am I eve thinking about this to begin with. Of course you wouldn't know it.

I just... sigh.

This has to stop, now.

I want to end with you, but why can't I ?