you.
the stranger sitting across the coffee place from me, smiling every so often at me. you gathered all your courage and walked over to sit across from me,
the kind stranger.
you.
the friend who i was getting to know, such an interesting life you've lived. we hung out more and more,
the friend who interested me.
you.
the boyfriend i had dreamed of, a year of dating and i loved you. you got jealous, but nothing too bad i always said,
the boyfriend i loved.
you.
the jealous boyfriend who tore me apart with words and would push me a little too hard. i began to resent you, but i still saw the man from before,
the jealous boyfriend.
you.
the person who made water fill my lungs outside the lake house once. the same person who drove me to the hospital so i would live. you made sure i never forgot,
the person who saved me.
you.
the one that locked me outside on a freezing winter day until my lips turned a dull blue. as my body couldn't bare my weight any longer, i fell to the ground. a while later you came to get me and warm my body,
the one who saved me again.
you.
the one who beat me and bruised me until i was unrecognizable,
the man who killed me.
s.d.
