What I did that day was for the best. The pang of guilt and disgust with myself was just the side effects of the right deed. That day was a test letting him go was what I needed to do. My momma always told me never hold onto love if it's gone sour. If he really love ya, his ass gone find a way back to you and fuck with your heart some more. My momma was right.
He wasn't right for me. He was just too soft, and easily taken an advantage of. He wasn't able to defend me and protect me. What I thought was right for the both of us only created a monster.All Rights Reserved