I found out that he’s a liar. It’s funny how I thought that he was pure. He was always a liar, I was just too naive to notice. I decided to write a letter about him. The highs and the lows. I wrote it all down and burned it. It made me feel better just for a moment. My parents knew he was bad news, but I didn’t listen. He was cruel, mean, but he made me feel great at times. “I’m sorry.” He said. “It’s okay, I’m free.” I said.
”It’s the things we love the most that destroys us.” -unknown