Is that what I was to you? A joke?!? Some kind of person you could act like you loved in person and then behind my back make fun of me and laugh. Cheat on me and laugh about it. I take you back, and I needed you more than ever, and you wouldn't talk to me. You just told me to never talk to you again. DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DID TO ME?! DO YOU EVEN KNOW? That is why I did what I did to you. That is why I made you hurt, because you hurt me. You left me alone in my darkest hour. I had no one. No one who understood how I felt, the depression. The anger that was building up inside me. You deserved to be cussed out and to be bitched out. You couldn't stand up and take the simple punishment you deserved. You cheated on me and refused to even take any kind of anger from me because of it. Because why? Because you felt sorry. It doesn't change the fact. It changes nothing. Now I cannot get you out of my head. I wish, I pray, I dream that things had been different, but they are not. I hope you are happy with the decisions