As The Loved Grow Apart

Inside, I know it's wrong.
I know I shouldn't give up on you.
I've put up an emotional wall around me.
You're anger and hurtful words won't puncture this wall anymore.
I've cut you out, my tears no longer fall.
I don't shed one tear when you put me down.
One day, you will realize what you have done, and you will be sorry.
Keep on trying to hit me with your weak hate filled bullets, you will not knock me down.
You mean nothing to me now.
Why should I give love, when you have no love to give back?
You expect me to run, cry, and hide.
Not anymore.
I despise you, and it's all your fault.