Is it all worth it?

Once upon a time you used to tell me how proud you were with my progress but that was once upon a time. I thought we could work things out. I thought we could work together. I thought we could work. But now, it all seems so blurry. You hit real well. You always do. You used it against me. I do not know you. Nor do you know me. We are two very different people. And I am no longer strong enough to fight. I can see. I can feel. You forgot that my tears are my pain. My anger are my emotions. My heart is my love for you. You once told me that you were proud but now, you tell me differently. I believed. I really believed in the hope and love we once called, I believed that though the world may look at me differently, you will never. I believed that even no matter how hard everyone tries to put me down, you will never for you were the one who truly understood me. Humans, are alike in their own unique way. We are different but the same. We work around our similarities and differences for better or for worse. But once we stop working, we stop trying. In a growing world of materialism, hunger to succeed and desire to strive, love struggles. Love suffers. It always do. We are all frustrated in our own way, all the time and we have different ways of working around it. But to hurt the one you say you love, that's a good example of how love struggles. How deep can love be to hold all the pain? When will we learn? How long before we let go? Would we be able to hold on? Questions. Questions. Questions. We remain unsure. You put me down, and you expect me to pretend that it is all okay? When I fight because you put me down, then it's ego? What happened to.."I want you to be able to protect yourself. Even from me. Don't ever let me put you down." But you did. In a way that I can't believe. If love strong enough to hold?