Trust in my instincts

I thought we were going on well, no quarrels, nothing. But i was wrong. My mood began to change the moment you told me you were going out. And even if you said you will be taking the public transport home, i knew you were lying. It's my fault for making you so miserable. But if everytime when you go out drinking with your friends and this is the fcuk things that you show me, i'm sorry i'm not able to accept these. Maybe letting go will be a better choice, i will respect your decision. Maybe you should think it over carefully. I'm sucha failure, i'm never a good girlfriend to you. I'm sorry, there's nothing i can do for you right now. I just hope you'll be safe & sound.

How nice if you'd be like the past, where i'm your top priority. But i know it's impossible.

I'm terribly sorry...