• It almost amuses me to think of what we could have been. But it makes my stomach churn when I see your sly smile in my mind. The voice in my head was there, a desperate whine pleading me to listen and walk away. But I locked it inside the depths of my mind, never to be heard once more.

    I should have left you when I could, save myself a decent amount of dignity. Numerous attempts were made to call for help but you backed me into a corner and let your own wrath take the wheel. I think screamed, I might have tried to fight back. I don't think anyone heard me. All I know is that you won every time.

    And as the thunder rolls outside, images from that night strike me like a leather whip. Why did I keep believing that you loved me? Why didn't I walk away right then? What made me think you were the one, that one person very special to me?

    My confidence was minimal wen you found me. I was addicted, I was hooked. On everything about you. You made me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world. It felt great after all those days walking past a mirror and sickening myself to the point where I pulled up my hood and walked away. Your sweet voice was like no other, it made others cringe but it made my heart melt in your hands. When you took my hand in yours it felt so warm. I knew my own was cold and clammy. And when you told me those three words, I could have died right there on the spot.

    It was a lie.

    So when you receive this letter, I want you to feel every pain you sent me through. Every hit, every slap, every poisonous kiss I endured. Lose sleep over the fact that you took someone's life away. I'm still here, but I'm as good as six feet under.

    You will never find love.