Are you happy with what you've done? I bet your not. I bet every time you see me you shit yourself and I hope you do. It's been over a year almost two and what happens still feels new. I act like it never happened and when I talk about it I act as if it was nothing. I'm strong I tell myself. But once someone keeps bringing it up like they associate me with you I boil. I boil till I burn, till I burn everything around me anything touching ; I'll scream. I'll cry till every last bit of you comes out of my eyes because I do not want people seeing me that way. I am a person. I am my own person. I was person before you can in and went it was over I'm my own human being and when someone looks and me thinking, oh that's that girl. No. I am Devon. I am a girl that's had a past like anybody else. I wish it never happened. And I still don't understand why it did because justice was never done. I don't know if it ever will be. I threw that part of me away once I comprehended what had happened in April.
