There are a million things that I
want to say to you right now. About how you used me. About how you manipulated
every situation to your advantage. About how I let you manipulate me in the
name of love. About how you twisted everything around to make it my fault.
About how you made me feel worthless. About how you continuously, consistently
and persistently broke my heart over and over again. About how many times you
made me cry until I had no tears left, until there was nothing left of me.
About how you pretended to love me to get all you could out of me. About how
you were always too busy to help me out but never too busy to reap the rewards
at my expense. About how you treated me like a stray dog that you handed out
scraps to for charity or for sport, and I was supposed to be grateful to you
for it. About how you almost destroyed me.
Instead. I say nothing.
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