Wood,

You needed 5 bucks.
I showed up giving you 2 bucks.
But he showed up giving you 5 bucks.
Truth : 2 bucks is everything I've got, while he has 50 bucks.
You took the 5 bucks and walked away happily. While you looked down at me for giving you 2 bucks.

Good is never good enough.
You give your best, but it doesn't mean it is best for him/ her.
People don't appreciate the best you've given. They appreciate what's the best for them.

Hope you've received the best from him, and for yourself.

Well maybe she didn't look down on you. Maybe when you were earning your 2 bucks, you were being an asshole to her. Even if you gave her 50 bucks, she'd leave. But you know what, all she wanted was a sincere apology, and actions to prove that you'd never be an ass again. She would happily return to you forever no matter how much you have.

Such a bitch. I want to say that so badly. What do you think he offered me? A house? A big pile of money? What, still think I'm a fucked up typical gold digger?

He offered me a shoulder. A hug. A place to run to when I need go cry and kill myself. Somewhere to feel concerned. He offered me his arms and ears when I had nightmares. And guess what? You were the nightmare. The nightmare that was constantly haunting me while I was awake, eating my thoughts alive and making me live like I'm not living.

It doesn't matter if you only have 2 bucks to give. You gave nightmares along with that 2 bucks. I can't believe after all you still think I care so much bout your financial background and stuff.

I can't believe I had to ask stuff through your brother. I used to think your brother was so quiet and awkward with me. But now I can talk to him better than to you. It's pitiful how far we've went and that's all we can reach.

Is it a misunderstanding? Or you just didn't want to admit that you've fucked up our supposingly curable relationship?