I don't care anymore. I don't care what they say. They call me ungrateful, and they don't understand me.They don't understand what I go through because of them. You didn't leave a bruise or a black eye, you left scars on my ankle, and one big mistake that's irreversable and irreplacable. Me. I am the big mistake that's irreplacable. Don't you love me? Sorry; don't you claim to love me?
Nights I cried myself to sleep, he was there when you weren't. I loved you and was grateful for everything that you did for me. Yeah, you put food on the table. And you paid the bills most of the time. You did the very best you could financially and physically. But emotionally? You were never thwew for me. No one was.