I loved him. I loved him so much. I gave him everything. I gave him all of me. I did everything to make him happy. He was the first person to make me feel loved; the first person I felt free with. It was as if I could do anything and I would never be judged or criticized. I felt like no matter what he would always love me. No matter what I did,no matter how angry he got when I disobeyed him, he never failed to remind me how much he loved me. If only I knew then what I know now how deep his love for me really goes. If only I wasn't so naive. This is MY story. Please do not copy or translate or whatever you say your doing that's actually code for copying.