Addiction is a classifiable disease.

If that girl had a flaw, it was me.

I made her weak.

I knew I was doing it but I couldn’t help it.  Anything I could do, anything I had to to keep her from leaving.  Anything necessary to keep her here, with me. 

I tricked her. I trapped her. I drugged her. I lied.

Her eyes flashed with righteous anger when she was mad.  They flooded with tears when she was heartbroken. And the shine... God Almighty, they shone, shone, shone with love.  And I did it all.  I don’t even know if I loved her anymore towards the end, but fuck almighty I needed her.