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I will not write 'dear' as you do not deserve the respect. You come in equal first place on my list of people who I hate most. Hate is a strong word, but it doesn't even begin to explain the horrible feelings I have towards you. Words can't describe exactly how much you hurt me, physically and mentally...
... But I will try.
You first met me when I was most vunerable. You felt me wince in pain when you touched me. You watched me cry. You heard my voice fade closer to extinction. You saw me being carried by my father - a fifteen year old baby. You listened to my worries and fears and you gazed straight into my soul and told me you wouldn't give up on me.
At that moment I respected you.
You investigated reasons why. You sounded smart, and clever, and genuine. You charged me an arm and nine legs out of my wallet, but you seemed worth it. For the first time in several months, someone cared about me. You have no idea how much I needed that, everyone else gave up.
At that moment, I admi