Previously;
You were the person I went to when everything went wrong.
The person I knew would understand.
The person who would stand up for me and fight, even I was wrong.
Or knock some sense into me when I was being an ass.
You would make me feel happy,
Like I was dancing in air.
The person who got my heart racing, and kept the smile on my face even when I was trying so hard to stay mad at you.
But now?
All you make me feel is miserable.
All the trouble I'm in was because I tried so hard to be with you.
I sacraficed everything I had for you.
Only now, I realise how selfish you were.
How much you took, with out giving back.
You sacrificed time and money, sure.
You traveled long distances to be with me, and for that I will be forever grateful.
But what you have put me through, is incredible.
I have lost the trust of my parents, their respect, most of their love, my freedom, and most of my friends.
I never knew how much I had lost, how much I had given up to be with you until now.
Do you appreciate it?
No.
You still get furious every time I can't reply when I'm online. Or if I say something wrong, or if i mention anything to do with a break up. You send me on a guilt trip, and threaten me with your life.
You make me feel horrible. You make me feel as if everything that has been happening has been all my fault.
When it hasn't.
I honestly think that everything I have been through to be with you is more than anyone else will do to ever be with you.
And I'm so tired of having to try, to sacrifice my family, my friends, my freedom and nearly having my education and my future sacrificed every time I end up in some stupid mess for you.
All I feel now is misery.
No longer happiness or any kind of joy.
I never wanted to tell you because not only were you my lover, you were my bestfriend. And I hate the thought of loosing you. But I can't take it anymore. I'm dying of misery and of loneliness.
I'm only fifteen.
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