It isn't fair when you know a simple thought from them could rearrange you. All that remains is the hope that somewhere along the way you discarded a stronger more vivacious version of yourself. A fragment to be called upon when you have nothing left.
You made me feel just like the rest of them did. Completely worthless and undeserving. I truly thought you were different and would never hurt me like that! I guess that I thought wrong. It's not the only time I've thought wrong. Oh well.