Every now and again, you creep back into my mind. At one point, I thought I hated you for everything you did to me, for the hurt you caused, for the way it came: unexpected and blunt.
I thought that summer was going to be the worst of my life, but you gave me a new view, a change of environment, a new idea about life and how it should be lived.
 I remember thinking to myself, "I'm falling hard, and I'm not even worried. I should be worried."
 I wasn't worried. Not once did I think anything bad was going to happen. It felt nice having someone like you around, and I felt free.
 You were fascinating to me. I swear, you should have been born in the sixties. People might have appreciated you the way you should be appreciated.
 You were so silly. Your laugh was crazy, and you always knew what to do to make anyone smile.
 You took me climbing for the first time, and I remember telling you I was gonna die that day. That's when you first kissed me. God, it took forever to talk you into that. I wanted to feel your skin on my fingertips so bad.
 You were crazy, but I was starting to fall for you. The distance, the way it was almost forbidden, none of it worried me, and I worry about everything.
I wonder if you ever truly understood the effect you had on me when you strummed your bass and sang. That was really a wonderful sound. The best I had heard in a long time.
Then you just weren't there. You stopped looking at me like you knew every part of me. Your voice was harsh when you talked to me, not smooth like it used to be. What had I done? I really couldn't think.
And then there was her, and I understood.
The way I started to hate you, day by day, more and more. So much anger just built up inside me. I couldn't even look at you without being sick to my stomach.
It still hurts. I still can still see the confused and angry look gave me as you let me have it.
You turned my life upside down in every possible way within two short months. I still don't understand why or how you did it, or why I let you.
You sure are a piece of work.