The past,

haunting you throughout our freshly severed two year relationship. My mind wonders in a world where you never said what you did, where you weren't standing so close to the edge of life. I hate your parents for treating you like less than human, I hate the teacher who took advantage of you, I hate how cruel the world can be and how much you hurt me.

I loved how we were together before all the acid rain. Now the S word sends a sharp pain through my chest. Now at a hint of emotion I raise suffocating concrete walls in my head. I hate that I feared blood on my hands, I hate that I stopped loving you. I would amputate my arm to keep you from suffering, haven't you suffered enough. I would live unhappy to give you what you want, but that isn't what you want. You want me to be happy. I want you to be happy too. I'm sorry.

Now the thought plagues me, right girl wrong time. It didn't end well, not in this world. Because all of those things did happen.