you stand in front of me asking why I’m acting weird. i look at you and say, “i’m not acting weird? i’m wondering why you’re talking to me since you new boyfriend doesn’t allow it. i’m wondering why you broke your promise and replaced me with a boy, i’m wondering why you gave up on me. i;’m your blood family and you left me because i didn’t like how much he made you cry, and how much he hurt you, and i am still picking up your broken pieces and you still give yourself back to him just for it all to happen again. i’m not acting weird. i’m trying to protect you.” and you just fall silent and walk away because you’d rather get hurt than face the fact i’m right.