[ WP ] The most saddest love story you can ever think of

Sometimes I wonder what ’ s wrong with me, because I love you. How can you be this way? I have tried to see the world as you see it, but I just don ’ t get it. Looking back over the years, I see sociopathic and narcissistic characteristics in the things you have done. You used people- you used me. When things got so bad in your home life that you just needed to escape, I took you in and provided for you. I was there for you through all of the bad relationships. But as soon as I was no longer useful to you, you turned your back on me as punishment for being such a horrible person. I suffered those two years that you completely shut me out. When you lifted the ban on me, I walked that delicate line of showing you that I love you, that I was worthy of your attention, while not interfering with your life. 
 But you never cared about me. You would tell me what was going on with you, and I celebrated your successes and mourned your tragedies. But when I tried to tell you what was going on with me you accused me of boasting and acting like I was better than you. So I backed off. I let you come to me when you needed me. You neglected me when I needed you. Screw what I needed! 
 When I saw that you were headed down a dangerous path, I couldn ’ t just stand by. You were messing with something you didn ’ t understand, and you didn ’ t realize the possible consequences. I tried to give you some gentle guidance, a suggestion that you tread carefully and really look at where you were going. But you continued as always, full speed ahead, seeing only what you wanted to see. Maybe I overreacted, getting others involved, but I am not sorry. It got you off of that path before any serious damage was done. It also smashed the last little bit of our relationship. That is when you slammed the door on me. 
 But I still love you. Even though you have severed all ties. Even though you are selfish and petty. Even though the last thing you said to me was that I wasn ’ t the sort of person you hold dear in your life, and you probably wouldn ’ t even acknowledge me if we passed in the street. I still love you, and I will always love you. You are still my sister. 

