Saturday, May 4, 2013 @ 10:02 PM

A year ago or so, when I cried about you almost everyday, I recall most of the pain was from not only your absence and your harsh indifference towards me, but knowing that you were no longer on my side. You would almost always take your place by me (fights were an exception), whether it was an argument with a friend or worse, one with my mother that would bring me to tears, you calmed me in a way no other could. Through times like those, you found a way into the depths of my heart and cared for me on an immeasurable level, and because you took the role of a hero within my life, I perceived you as an infallible being, one that could not and would not commit anything that would deliberately hurt me, or so I thought. In a sense, it was my own fault for placing you on such a high pedestal because after all, you're just as human as I am. And in a sense, I've used you just like you've used me. I used you for emotional stability, although you ironically turned out to be one of the main factors for its destruction, so I guess you weren't the only antagonist in our story.