I cannot bring back the happy moments frozen in a picture frame.
Looking back on it, I see how badly you have changed.
Every day I am reminded of the pain.
No matter what you do, our "relationship" will never be saved.

I still remember everything from that day.
The crying, shouting, the pure rage.
Every day I am terrified that I'll be like you.
But my fiances remind me that that would never be true.

You are the worst enemy and heartbreak that I have ever known.
I don't care what you say, I am never coming "home".
You changed as a person and you did it for the worst.
Being your child, I'm pretty sure I'm cursed.

I don't care what you say or do.
Your opinion doesn't matter and neither do you.
You left your family and moved to another state.
Now you're living a sad and lonely life, isn't that great?