There are few things in life that hurt worse than knowing you are being used. It is easier to live in ignorance than to face this truth. Experiencing death, pain and tragedy are unbearable but there is something about a human acting inhuman towards another that just cuts deeper. These are the scars that people hold close to their heart and can't ever forget, these are the stories that fall from drunk peoples lips night after night, these are the wounds that alter people's lives.
I see a living hell in random people's eyes everyday. Hell is nothing more than a place void of human value and love, a very true existence for many here on earth. When someone you love dies, we grieve their loss because of all that person gave. Give and you will experience heaven on earth, take and you only bring hell. But what happens when two people set out to use each other? It might be safe to say that these people only ever experience the abyss of loneliness. No matter how mutual the agreement to use each other is, the gaping hole is large enough for everyone to see.
I want to forgive those who have used me. Maybe this is why I am watching the sunrise over Toronto, it's time I let it go. I forgive you as I have been forgiven and I deeply apologize to those I have brought hell to. Wether I stole a kiss or a placed you in a thought, I held you with no value. I am sorry.
