Tears.

Whenever I trace my tears back, it only leads to you. From the past to the present, all I've ever felt was hurt. I've never thought I could be taken for granted this way. I hadn't cried in soo long. But there I was, sitting in front of you asking for forgiveness. Asking for sympathy & compassion. I'd expect you to see it in my eyes, the hurt that you bring me. I treat you with respect, and I'd expect the same in return. Please.