Dreams.

 You trashed me. You ruined me. Don't you see what you can do? Your words won't make a better you, but they can make a sadder me. Stop remembering my flaws. You have some of your own, why won't you see them. I'm trying to help, but I can't if you shut me out. They say I shouldn't care. It's not that easy. I have a dream. I tried. You pulled me down. You pulled the trigger. Why did you pull the trigger? All I ever wanted was for us to walk along, side by side until the end. But life turned in to a line that never moved. And now I find myself here, having lost all this time. All because of you. I wanted to. I never thought I could do it. I still think I can't. How can someone build herself from a place with no floor? What if I can do it? How am I supposed to do it, if for it I have to at least believe in myself? I was because of you. And you killed me. 

                                                      -by C.