I met you when you were at your lowest point. No real job, no direction, no money. I took care of you, I supported you, I loved you and I was so good to you. Then, as I was dealing with a lot of pressures and realizing I had a lot of scars from my past, you started slowly moving away from me. Then you just left. And that's it. You never did anything to work for us. You just took and I gave. When you had your fill, and could stand on your own two feet, you just walked away. I don't think I can ever forgive you for that.
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