Breakup~

The day that my abusive boyfriend broke up with me was horrible but amazing at the same time. He had decided to break up with me in front of all my classmates and my teacher. He made it look like he was the one that was being hurt. He said that I wouldn't let him do things, I wouldn't let him hang out with his friends, I didn't do anything for him. He said he lost his feelings towards me. Everyone felt sorry for him and bad for him... that killed me and that made me hate myself more. And the worst part was that I still had to pretend that it hurt me like it broke my heart. I did cry but that's because I was embarrassed by the fact that he made it sound like I was the bad person. But I was happy. Happy because i wouldn't be used, wouldn't be mentally or physically abused anymore, I wouldn't have to worry about hiding the bruises anymore, wouldn't have to keep pretending. After school ended, I remember going to go to my locker to grab my stuff and seeing you and another close friend of mine standing there. I remember starting to cry as I ran to you and you holding menin your arms as I cried. I fell deeper in love with you that day and I realized I couldn't live without you in my life.