I won't forgive you.

Because you don't deserve it. You are a jerk.

I thought you changed. I thought you wanted to be my sister again. I was wrong.

I forgave you the first time you left, and screwed me over, but not the second time. If it was just me that you left, I might've forgiven you again, but the fact that you hurt my little sister in the process, will never be forgiven.

You may come crawling back, but you won't get any mercy from me, because I love my little sister, unlike you. I will never let the world hurt her, unlike you. I will always be there for her, unlike you. I will protect my little sister from anything, unlike you. Unlike you, I will be her safe place that is always there.

I used to dream about how we would meet up again. I used to dream about what I would do, like hug you to death for coming back.

You came back; I couldn't believe it. You wanted to be friends; I couldn't believe it.

It didn't last long, because you didn't like my personality. I didn't immediately trust you, because it still felt like a dream. I couldn't believe you wanted me as your sister again. You didn't like how I was an introvert, unlike my little sister.

I would like to say I don't hate you, but I do. You rejected me, and hurt my sister. You will never be forgiven, because I will never talk to you again.

You awaken the deepest part of anger and of hatred that I have. You make me think about killing you in the most gruesome way possible. I don't like admitting it, but I want to forgive and forget and love and trust you again. Some part of me still believes you're an angel from heaven, who can do no wrong, but you've disapproved this theory. I want to believe it, but I can't.

I promise that I won't forgive you, and that's a promise I will keep.