I don’t like to think of her. 
She brings up too much anger. 
She had her own shit going on. 
It makes it hard to hate her. 
 
If not for her, and her prodding,
I would have never seen you.
If not for her pushing me
I might have never loved you. 
 
She messed with us. 
She messed with you. 
She broke your heart and mine. 
But as she played and broke us
She actually made us stronger
Her messed up life worked out for us. 
And for that much I owe her.
-b.e.