I traumatized you, that what you say. What do I say? Nothing, I don't like showing myself to others who will toss it to the side, but I know you'll atleast ponder before you crumple it up. That night, that's my trauma in life, thinking every relationship might end up like it if I don't do things "right". Though I'm sure it doesn't go through your mind like it does mine. That's all you should get instead of my ramble that wouldn't matter anyway. You messed me up. You just never known about it. You got better, while my head stayed the same with the stinging scar. It's never going to leave me, but it will fade that it was of you. It'll be replaced with whom I care for as much as I did with you. So thank you, thank you for the trauma...I could end this a harsher way but I won't. So that's it, (hope to never) see you.
Sincerely,
Your old home
