I hate her, I hate her for leaving me all alone. I hate her for never having been there for me. For choosing drugs over me. I hate that I never got a chance to see you get clean long enough for us to have any form of a relationship. Today, exactly 12 years later, the numbness is wearing off. Instead of feeling nothing, I feel anger and hate, but more than anything I feel rejected. Despite it all, I want so badly to say the words I never got to say to you in life. You would have made fun... Fist Time In 12 Years I Have Been Able To Grieve.
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