You were one of the most beautiful people I had ever met.
Your soul was so pure, and I was so glad to have someone in my life that still had the childlike ability to be genuinely excited about things. You were invincible until I came along. I pushed for information and tried to control your destiny and make your choices for you when I couldn’t even make my own.
I watched your smile get smaller as time went on. All the things you believed were turned around and thrown in your face, and I’m sorry for that. I treated you like I treated myself: like an adult, a person who knew about all of the bad things that go on the world.
I broke your heart. I heard it from everyone. You didn’t deserve that, but seeing how you are now makes me believe that you are a much stronger person because of it.
I’d never take you back, but you’d never ask for me to either. You don’t need me anymore.