It's hard to believe that I finally, actually got over Alex. I mean, yeah, there's the occasional thought that I've made a mistake. But doesn't everybody have that when they move on? When they've finally let go of something they held onto for far too long?
I think my parents were right. When I talked to him, he manipulated me into his way of thinking. Like a sorcerer with poison flavored like honey dripping off his tongue. Now that I've learned things he's never told me, I've finally been able to connect the dots...and everything makes sense. Maybe he really was a sorcerer's apprentice. Her apprentice. I guess it pissed her off that she couldn't make me into her little lackey--didn't it?
I think maybe I'm a little different than the rest of my family and that's why I was always a target. No, I'm not trying to make this all about me, or anything. It's just true. Maybe I was the weak spot. Me and Moriah--but I was the oldest. Moriah's just a little girl. Of course, there's Mommy too. But getting to Mommy didn't work, because she was Daddy's special one. He always went on and on about how he chose Mommy and got stuck with me. That he never wanted me.
Yeah, he actually admitted it.
And now...I guess I'm free. I'm free from it all and now I'm unbreakable.
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Savvy
You say love is just a word, just four letters in a row.
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