On the third day of the fourth month of the year two-thousand and nine, I gave you my all. I let down every guard and gave you every piece of my heart. I knew it was too soon. How could I fall so quickly after just being hurt the worst that I had ever been. How could I allow someone else to get to me? But I did. And now I spend every second of every hour of every day of every month of this year regretting it. I used to pride myself on being so smart….but somehow being with you made me so dumb. I should have left you alone when I realized that I was giving up portions of my life to make you happy….granted they were all things that honestly I could do without, you never gave up anything. I gave up financial stability to help you fix your problems, and found myself taking on more of your responsibility than you were. You tend to get angry when I bring up the things I’ve done for you and how I need help….always saying that I …ugh. to be continued. I have to get ready for class.