Your smug face and your rude remarks. The way you put me down and cause unnecessary arguments as you use me as a punching bag. You could care less about me. You show me every single day that you care most about yourself. It makes me skin crawl. Then it’s sad. The thought of we what we could have been.. what you were before you were this..this monster of a person. How do you sit so soundly knowing your heart is black. Push me away faster, you couldn’t if you tried.
