The Art That's Hard To Teach: The Beginning
I always say that we meet each other for a reason, sometimes we just don't understand what that reason is until we are no longer around. I had all the hopes and expectations in the world at the time. I was young and emotionally vulnerable, just wanting to be liked by those around me. You found me and made me feel safe, a feeling that I was naive to and was excited for. It was a beautiful summer day, I remembered meeting you once before, and pretty soon we were talking, hanging out, and dating. My world was perfect at the time, I had some one I cared about and someone who I thought wanted to be with me during my time at University. I never imagined the events that would unfold, the betrayal that was waiting for me and the anger and hurt that would follow. I had first noticed a change when you began to get angrier over little things, what outfits I wore or how I wore my makeup. We would fight and bicker li...