It was my fault that I was sitting all alone and you needed a moment to make yourself feel grown.
Maybe if I hadn’t looked so defenseless you would have been able to control your rudeness.
It was my fault that you pushed every button down my spine and because I didn’t fight back, you didn’t have a reason to change your mind.
All of those lessons from your youth- you started to forget because it was my fault that I made myself your target.

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