Why did you act so sweet and innocent? Why did you keep leading me on saying you loved me and that we would be together forever? Why did you breakup with me all those times to just come back and do it over again? And why is it that every time you found someone new you’d physically hurt me? You always used to say you wouldn’t harm me. That you wouldn’t lay a finger on me, but you did. You beat me so many times I have nightmares about it. I literally look behind me now because I’m terrified of you being behind me. You gave me so many bruises and even damaged my rib cage yet I still stayed. Why did I stay? Why didn’t I just leave when I had the chance? Oh right, you told me it was your D.I.Ds fault and that you would never do that to me. You kept saying that even when I was backed up against the wall with your arm pressed to my neck as I gasp for air. You led me to believe you actually loved me. That you actually cared for me. You gained my trust and then you shattered me leaving me wounded. Because of you I’m afraid to trust anyone. I cared about you and yet you didn’t care about me. Now for anyone who reads this may think I’m angry and hate him but it’s quite opposite. Even tho he talks shit about me and spreads rumours about me I forgive him. Yes, I forgive my abuser. I hope he fiends piece one day. And I hope he realises there’s much more to life then hating people and holding grudges. I honestly hope he wins whatever war he’s fighting against. And I hope he finds happiness.