It's sad really.
How your name still pulls at my heart strings.
The thought of you upsets and excites me.
You.
I never mattered to you, but you became special to me.
Became...
You became a man who entranced me.
You became a man who earned my trust.
I wanted to share things with you.
I wanted to be me around you...
But...
That wasn't in our cards.

You wanted me for far different reasons than I wanted you.
You used me for far more dangerous acts, than I did you.
You affected me so much more than I could ever affect you...

That's the sad thing.
See?
I'm left with "what if?"
A few confusing questions...
And the undoubtable truth, that you touched my life...