The past is the past

Why do you keep bringing him up?
I don't truly understand your motivation.
You tell me you don't want to hurt me
and yet there you are,
bringing up my mistakes,
my failures, him.
I keep telling you to leave it be,
the past is the past remember?
You said it yourself.
Yet every chance you get
you stab me with memories of him.
You remind me of how stupid i am
for falling for his act,
for caring about him.
You tell me he never cared,
that it was all just an act,
just something to get what he wants.
I already torture myself.
I don't need you as backup.
The scars on my wrist
explains i'm hurting enough.
So why do you do it?
You told me you never wanted to hurt me.
So why this,
why now?
You were supposed to be my future
yet your forcing me to relive my past,
The past i'm trying to forget.
So why do you do it?
I don't bring up her.