Dear whoever you are,
I loved you for years and now I'm scared to look at you.
I'm scared that you might hurt me again.
I'm scared that you might take another swig of *** and try to force me out of my own clothes again.

That night I was cold and I needed your warmth.
I knew, in the back of my mind, that I would never get it.

Dear you,
You forced yourself on me because you needed ****** satisfaction.
I wasn't there to just mess around.
I was there to love you.
And care for you.

You were too drunk to stand up but you weren't to drunk to tell me "no one will help you. Everyone is on my side."
Luckily, I knew the signs of an abuser before you.
Luckily, I got out before you killed me.

Dear you,
I hope you're doing well.
I hope you've found someone that satisfies you.
I hope you've found someone that you don't have to ****.

Dear you,