A dodged bullet

There are so many things I need to say to the girl I was when we were together. I want to apologize to her for not coming to the rescue when I had the chance. Next I set my sights on you, dear. Do not be fooled by the pleasantries; they are only a place holder. If I could see you again I don't know if I would even have the words to describe who I am now. You will never know this person because she grew from the disasters you have struck. I will not forget when I found out about the loss of a friend and you told me to stop making a scene. You mocked my trauma and refused to see me for who I was becoming. Again, I want to apologize to the girl I was when we were together. She deserved so much more love from me. I would have held her when she suffered from your mother's sting. You said that you liked 'strong women' but found delight in breaking me to pieces. It was a game to you, wasn't it? See how much you could resemble your father in your actions and count how many times I crumbled like your mother. It must have been a shock for you to stand in awe of my resilience. Girls who've been to hell know where exactly where to step when they go back. I suppose I should thank you for cutting my limbs off from your body. I want to apologize to the girl I was when we were together. I would whisper in her ear, honey, do not listen to his talk. covetous creatures will say anything to steal your magic.