Dear Kyle, Soweto, my dad, Reggie, CJ and anyone else who promised they'd be there for me and then fled faster than a spooked cheetah in an open field,
First off, I'd like to say "grr".
You collectively have hurt me more than you could ever understand. I feel so alone and confused. You've made me feel like I am a burden and too needy. Is that what you think of me?
If so, remember, it was you who encouraged me to call upon you. It was you who insisted it wasn't a problem and that I would never have to seek another....
You stole; my love, trust, power, self-appreciation, knowledge of self-worth, smile, happiness, self-love, passion.
But dude, forget it. I'm taking it all back. One by one until you find yourself with nothing. And I don't know where I stand with you but I do know I'm not relying on you anymore because either you lied or you were wrong. I hope you don't ever want back in my life because that door is closed, locked, bolted, surrounded by barb wire, hurdles, hoops of fire and electric fences.
So if you ever wanna know how it felt when you left, if you ever want to come inside, then knock on the spot where I finally pressed *stop*...playing musical chairs with your exit signs.
I want to cause you a miracle when you see the way I kept God's image alive... :)
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