I hope that your sitting there today, thinking about me, thinking about what you lost. Someone so caring, willing to put you in front of anything else.
But you lost it, you lost it all. You messed with my heart to many times. Making me think you changed but your the same old person you were a year ago.
Clearly jail does not change everyone, because your still smoking weed, your still drinking, your still out those streets.
Its a game to you, girls are a game to you. Everything is a game to you. Seeing how many girls you can kick it with.
If your not having sex, your smoking, or your drinking. Thinking that selling drugs is a good way to get money? well, you will realize it when you have a baby on the way and that money wont cut it for a child, a human being.
Would you let your child go through this? Would you teach your child this? Would you let him do the things your doing? I bet not. Your still a child yourself.
I forgive myself for going through what i did with you, I forgive you for treating me the way you did, I pray to god thanking him for being there for me when i almost took my life because of you. I forgive and i will forget because you are irrelevant to me. I am not giving you anymore of my time. It was fun while it lasted, the only high i got was from the drugs, you drugged me up so i would not realize the real you.
