His words haunted over me as if death had become my guardian angel. Endless years of basic training, constantly asking if this is a battle you want to fight. Only to be left on the front line alone with nothing but a knife carved from lies, lodged in my spine. Your flirtation quickly change to manipulation. Thanks for "putting up with me" while i got the help i needed, i mean after all you dated me while i was addicted to drugs, and you made it known. Throwing my past in my face, looking down at me like some DISGRACEFUL ****** You said you loved me. Now I know.