No one has hurt me more than you… and no one ever will. Loving you was like a battle and we both ended up with scars, on the inside and out. We told one another we fought hard because of the intensity of our love… lied time and time again. After assaulting one another verbally and sometimes physically we’d attack one another with passion. Blinded to our dysfunction we continued our love of combat until you fell. Hospitalized you were, incarcerated was I; we knew what we had to do. You let go and I let go too. No one has hurt me more than you… and no one ever will.