I didn’t move away to attend the college that offered me a $33,000 scholarship, instead I stayed here at home. I spent a year at a shitty community college so that we could go to the same school and be close to each other. I helped you move into your own house and even gave you money for your deposits, which your roommates were unable to do. I gave you all the money I had when some stranger stole it from your room. I listened to you whenever you had any complaints about your life, your roommates, your job, and your school. When I went to school in Norman, I made it my priority to drive the thirty minute trip four or five times a week to see you and make sure you didn’t have to sleep alone. I committed not only to you, but to us. And like an idiot, I came back to you after every time you thought you may have wanted something different. I gave up my life for our future.
Now I’m just a loser who doesn’t know happiness and has nothing to look forward to.
