That's it. Too much of toleration and patience have been given throughout this relationship. Everytime we part and get back all over again, I tell myself this would be the last time. But this is never ending. You never changed. You never wanted to change either. All these while you only think of what did you do for me, and how little I've done for you. But you don't see my pain, you only see yours. Always the one making complaints, always the one trying to put all the blame on me. I always told you, love should only bring us joy, bring us smiles. Not hatred and tears every night. I don't even remember when was the last time we end a call peacefully. Why? Why are you always the one who tumbles down all the walls I built? This time is different, no longer coward like a victim, I'm clear with what I want, which is, no one.