This is the day, the day you fucking did this to me, the day you made me so scared to ever trust again, its your fucking birthday…

November 12…

You always said, “I get whatever I want on my birthday.”

No matter how many times you asked I said no.

But of course, no respect, you didn’t care.

“It doesn’t matter baby, say whatever you want and I will still do it,” as he whispers in my ear, “I will what I please with you.”

Its all so fuzzy after that,

I remember the tears…

The pain…

Once you saw me upset you ‘cared.’

Ruined me forever.

I don’t think I can ever love the same.

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