I am hurt like you are

I am hurt like you are. It was going good until I chose to stay aloof. The day I made an exception to the rule, the wheel turned back. I have heard several say that I have not been this, I have not been that, I have done this, I have done that. And I have only one answer to all, get off me.

I am hurt like you are. For all the things I get to hear about me, I know one thing, which others don’t try to realize. I have been more honest than others have been. If someone had a problem with me, it was up to them to let me know. I am no prophet to know what others think. Whenever I had a problem, I saw an uncomfortable situation, I made an effort to talk about it and sort it out. I didn’t wait for someone else to take the honors. And if you are one of those who talk about things, which I have never heard form you, it is not my problem when you don’t talk to me about it.

I am hurt like you are. For all of those who raise an accusation, I would want to tell: If you were hurt by something I have done, I am hurt by what you are doing now. If you had a problem, you should have talked to me about it. You should not have waited until it is all over and choose to vent all of it when I am not around. This is the last thing either of us should do.

I am hurt like you are. For all of those who call me unwilling, unfaithful, et al: Recollect all the moments when I have shown willingness to make my life yours. Recollect all the moments when I have shown willingness to make your pain mine. Recollect all the moments when I have shown willingness to make my joy yours. Recollect all the moments when I have shown willingness to make your path mine. For all that I do, there are things that you need to do too before calling me unwilling, unfaithful. I am hurt like you are.