Even if I had stayed she wouldn't have ever wanted me. She didn't want me for anything more than a summer fling. I was a way of moving on for her.

I know being with me is not easy. But I want you to understand no one has me, or has ever had me, except you.

You're it for me, baby. Just you. You're not going to be your mother. You're special and unique and we're going to get you help. But I will be right by your side the entire time. I'll never leave you. I swear it.

I loved her. I loved her with a something so fierce I couldn't even name it.

She started walking toward me and perfect white teeth caught her full bottom lip between them. I’d fantasized about those lips way too many times. She’d barely covered up her long tanned legs with a pair of shorts that made me want to go to church this Sunday just to thank God for creating her.

If hearts could shatter, mine just did.

Luckily, I's learned at an early age that self-preservation was the only way to survive with your soul intact.