2 weeks later from that day

I felt
I'm a trash for you who allows you to pick up and throw as you wish
A piece of useless shit
A liar who cover my ass off
A psychotic person who needs to see doctor
A failure to handle emotional
A selfish person who want to eliminate you
A mean person who can say things so sharp that shoot straight to your heart
A person who mean my words.

Now ,
I'm gone and you're gone.
I'm living my life with a broken hearten since the day you told her that.
Why her?