I never liked you. You hated me for who I reminded you of day after day, year after year. I knew your darkest secret you hated me more. I asked why they trusted you. "People change," they said. My friends and I never thought you changed. We thought that you took more then you gave.
Then you were forced upon me. You learned thing after thing about me. I hated it.
One day while waiting for you, I stumbled across another secret. You wouldn't be forced to be with me anymore. You refused. I let someone die, because I hated you. The one person I cared for above the rest.
Time past and we were forced together again. This time we did what needed doing so we could get rid of each other. Everyone was so pleased how well I was doing. When we finished we avoided one another. I never said thank you.
Then you disappeared. No one knew where. We looked, we asked, but you had disappeared.
The Great Fight came, and we won. I killed him. I am a murderer. It was a captured person who told us where you were. Where so many people's bodies were. I went with to get the bodies I carried yours to this place. Your final resting place. I was able to bring you here, because of what you taught me. I never said thank you. Now I thank you.
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