I saw you... leaving my life forever. We had some fantastic times. We had some horrible times. The best and worst days of my life were all with you. I once loved you. When we first met, I was so happy, so enthusiastic; I'd never met anyone like you. I knew it would eventually have to end, but I endeavored to make the most of every moment together.
Then things changed. By the time that sixth month rolled around, you were different. More demanding. More judgmental. You kept needing more and more of my time. I had friends. I had a life of my own to lead, damn it! But I relented. I gave you what you needed. I'd see my friends go out, having a good time, and I'd just spend my nights in my room with you. It wasn't all bad. But more often than not, that was *not* where I most wanted to be.
But I stuck with it. Things would get better, people told me. I just needed to adjust to the rules of my new life. And for the most part, they were right.
You showed me what love meant. You broke my heart so completely that I don't know if I'll ever be able to love again. You broke my spirit. You sapped from me all of my enthusiasm for life.
But it's over. We're done. Forever. And, after the years we spent together, I can finally walk away, confident in the knowledge that I made you my bitch.
I saw this on isawyou my freshman year. Saved it until I was done. <3