Who are you?

"I'd like to think we had it all."

You left, remember that? You left me, you ruined my mind before I even realized it. I'm sorry if I don't completely understand the situation, but why did you decide to come back into my life?

Was it because I'm trying to do well at a new job?
Or perhaps because I'm doing well in college?
How about because I have friends and family that actually care about my well being?

Better yet, is it because I'm just simply happy, or at least I thought I was. Now everything's thrown out of balance.

"I was there for you in your darkest times, I was there for you in your darkest nights."

Remember that? How I went out of my way to try and keep your well being? Better yet remember how that was never enough?

"But I wonder where were you when I was at my worst down on my knees?"

You left. You left, and I had to scramble to pick up the pieces of my heart that was scattered along the ground.

You didn't want me.
You.
Didn't.
Fucking.
Care.

Or how about two days after breaking up with me, you found another girlfriend? A rebound none the less, but I remember clear as day how much that HURT.

There were hands wrapped around my throat, growing tighter the moment I saw you with her. No matter how much I struggled there was never enough air to fill my lungs.

"I hear your voice in the sleeping night, hard to resist temptation."

You came back, and right away I was putty in your hands.
I liked to think if you ever tried to come back I'd laugh in your pitiful face, and say rot in hell. Yet here we are. You're like a drug, lovely while being taken. Yet in the end you will be my demise. You'll kill me.

It's a small victory to hear that I'm the best thing that had once happened to you.
I smile because I already KNEW that, yet the realization for you must have been shocking.

That still means nothing.

That does not mean come back.

I had to become intoxicated to feel better. I fucking chained smoked.
I haven't done either in a very long time. Then you come along and I'm trying to down the bottle and a pack of cigarettes all in one time.

I threw out the pack of cigarettes, because they'll never fix me, and they'll never hurt me the way you ever did.

"I was there for you in your darkest times."

I was there, always. You never were.

Please, just do me this one small favor.
Stay away. Forget about me. Lose my number. Pretend I was in a car accident, and didn't make it out alive.

Stop this, before it's too late.