The most.

What upsets me the most, is not what you did, but how could you even got up the vehicle and did it. How could you lie and left me with broken trust? Only to find out on my own and the whispers of others around. What upsets me the most, is not the whole situation, but what really did you thought of me when you did it? What was I in the whole situation, just an audience, slowly interpreting the truth? Why were you so cold when you let me know, when my heart was warmth with love for you. Now what upsets me the most, is not that it happened, but how do you go every day as if it's fine. Do you think of me till the night and what damage it brought about? And do you think of how I cry, how it's not just for the sakes of tears rolling down, but that feeling. The whole burden in my chest, the way it has made it harder to breathe, the way everyone looks down on me for giving you trust, for giving in to you, the way the world suddenly seems so cold, no one's there for me, it's so empty inside, you could just get by everyday, being blank and not thinking. Are you very empty inside and inside your mine that you could just not think? How could you choose not to think? And what was the whole point of you coming back into my life every time. Justify that.