And there it was again, a photograph of you and I – yet another memory I wish to forget.
Your face makes my heart shrivel into dust. The sight of it literally makes me sick to my stomach.
You were my friend, and you betrayed me in the most unimaginable way.
You may not know the repurcussions of your actions – but I do, because I feel them every waking moment of my life.
You may not have entirely stripped me of my clothes that wretched night, but you certainly stripped me of my dignity, my self love and my future.