Pieces of Me: Day Eight

This is to a different "friend" tonight:

Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like shit:

Well, you're on my mind tonight. Because, well, you treated me like shit--yet again. I don't know why you do this, and I certainly don't know what changed. All I did was give you my heart; all I did was try. And you didn't even reject me--you deceived me first. You led me to believe something that was not and would never be true.

And I believe you.

Shame on me.

Ugh,

Erika