He was my high. He was my life. He made me feel drunk on life. With him at my side, I felt unconquerable. I was indestructible. Nothing could touch me. Nobody could harm me. He would protect me. He would stand in harm’s way before he let anything happen to me. He adored the hell outta me. Ah,the illusions! Beautiful, deceiving illusions. I had this thought inside my head for as long as I have had my senses:When he was there, not even Satan could touch me. The moment he left, it would all fall apart. And fall apart, it did. Atleast half my theory turned out to be true. The wry smile twisted my full lips. How I had loved to kid myself all these years. Running away from the sick reality that has always been my life. It was a front. He,like every other freaking person,was using me. I was just a pawn in the sick,twisted game of chess he had been playing all along with his opponent as life. A bug under his feet. He disgusts me now!Even the thought of him makes me wanna retch. I throw up a little in my mouth whenever I think about the stupid, naïve, good for nothing wench I had always been when he was around. I was so trusting, then!Not now. Not anymore! I won’t let another little girl live her life under such illusions. I am going to dedicate my life towards outing all the bloody jerks so another innocent heart never gets crushed under the boot of a classic manipulator. I will bring this soul-crushing reality to the notice of all who are living this fake happily-ever-after they assume to be their life. I will see to it,even if it’s the last thing I do.