Two years. The two best years of my life I spent loving you. I had never been so happy in my life to be with you. Our relationship was so amazing that it felt like a dream. You were my best friend. I was proud to call you my boyfriend and gave you everything. I gave you my trust and watched as you changed from my loving boyfriend into a monster.
After ten months i finally decided to make the biggest decision of my life. I gave you my virginity. I was only 15. I thought that after sharing this moment together we would become closer.
But you started to become abusive. You’d yell at me and beg me to have sex with you. It was never my decision. Eventually It became all you thought about. But you still meant the world to me. I couldn’t escape. I was afraid of what would happen to go without you.
One day you left me. With no reason at all. I was so vulnerable. I still am. When you left you crushed me. I have never been so depressed before. You had no right to treat me like shit after I did so much for you.
You moved on pretty quickly it seems. Taken four other girls virginities. Hooked up with over ten girls in your grade. Have managed to become one of the cockiest people I’ve met. You now smoke weed everyday. Get drunk on school nights. Drunk drive home from parties on weekends.
What the hell has happened to you? We used to watch the stars together as you told me you loved me. We used to lay on the beach and laugh. We used to drive around in your jeep, blast the music and dance like crazy. My love has gone away. I just want him to come back.