Prologue

I don't speak. I have no reason to anymore, I have nothing to say to anyone. All they do is twist my words. They don't understand me, no one understands me. I'm to different. I'm broken, i'm crazy, i'm insane. That's how everyone puts it. What they don't understand is that if they had been put into the situation I was thrusted into one year ago they would have done that same thing. I believe i've punished myself enough, but everyone insists that I haven't learned my lesson. If you try and ask them what the lesson I must be learning is though... they won't have an answer. But I have an answer. The lesson is to never let yourself be blinded by love. Take it from a girl who was actually blinded because she loved, and loved him so much.