frustration

I remember
my soul recalls
it was night at the bridge
you delete the memories as if
none of the things we share is nothing to you
and I offer to help
and you doubt with such hate
and at then all the hope dashed out of me
and I lost my energy and sanity
and I remember that I am so damn angry
I was afraid to lose control
I was falling apart in front of you
and everything I did I felt our chance meeting is a
mistake to you
I can't feel you there
I have become so tired
and I have become so aware
how I so damn angry
that you're not there
and I know that you're not there
So dissapointed in you
I want to be more like me
and less like you
because you're never there
I hate how you become
because I hate how you never care
I want to forgive you
I become so damn angry
so tired and so aware
that you're not me
and I am not you