You love so you give and you let them take what they need. And it hurts when you find out that all along, you were just being used. But to see them just waste what they used you for, take for granted those they got from you, to wake up and see what they did to what they slowly destroyed you for, just hurts even more.

“Drive angry. It kills you and your engine.”

“I know this: you can break before you sleep and start becoming whole again the next morning.”

“Oh, darling….You will be good to me, won’t you?…You will, won’t you?…Because we’re going to have a strange life.”

“Before I met you I only played at sex. Your fingers spoke a whole New language on my skin. You stole my breath with open lips. There was fire like I’ve never felt before in your kiss.”

“I’m not who I was one year ago and maybe, just this once, change is good.”