Actually

This gave me flashbacks to my own high school relationship. He was so sweet, we were both each other’s firsts, we planned forever and beyond—then his mom told him she wanted to get back together with his horrible dad who lived in another state. He didn’t believe he could afford a life outside of his home while I knew I could because I’d already had to start paying rent at 16 and my family life had been nothing but moving from one cheap place to another, endlessly. But when I tried to convince him, when I begged him to stay and assured him we could do it, he became mean. He started saying cruel and degrading things to me. We had a fight and didn’t talk to each other for two weeks and he started crushing on someone else in that time but, because he had promised me he would never break up with me—that I would be the one to leave him because he would always be loyal, he pushed me to break up with him. He wrote some poem about how he used me and posted it online. And he never ended up moving.