Your words tell me all I need to know.
Sick,
twisted.
But I am not the brainless
toy you think I am
nor will I ever be.
A friend I thought you,
a sister,
someone whose very soul
spoke to mine.
My dear one, you never where.
To save you,
impossible now I know,
I would have sacrificed myself,
my heart,
possibly my soul.
The laughter from the pain you brought
told me where I stand
within your circle of depravity.
Your alone and
still the angst and filth
covers your mind.
You
my sweet who I fought for
are the one to blame.
You lied to those who’d help you,
your games only ruined yourself,
but they will never ruin me.
I go my way now,
though it pains me
my hands I wash,
to forget you
I wish I could.
Your taint will now longer effect
what is mine.
She didn’t lie to you… She has actual proof of his “stuff”. She also loves you very much.
She never lied to you. He was the sadistic person.
Please, let her talk to you!