Life belongs to oneself, and the path is walked by oneself, as long as one's conscience is clear.
"I know, how could I not know? It's precisely because you have sacrificed so much for me that I feel guilty. These past few years, how much hurt have I caused you? Don't you know that? You clearly know that many times I am just taking advantage of your feelings for me, yet despite knowing this, you still willingly stay by my side. What can I possibly say to you?
Sometimes you clearly know that, when I tell you harsh and heartless words again and again, it's only to vent my frustrations, to avoid keeping the fire in my heart buried deep within. I vent the anger I receive from elsewhere onto you, and is there truly no resentment within your heart?
