You don't know:
How your actions affect me.
How your words can make my day or ruin my life.
How happy you can make me feel.
How sometimes you make me want to scream, cry and laugh all at once.
How, without you I wouldn't be who I am.
How I once wanted to kill you or myself because of the things you'd said.
How you cause so much suffering to some, yet still everyone loves you.
How in a matter of seconds you can send my whole world crashing down on top of me.
How I wish still, after everything you've done to me, to be your friend.
How stupid I feel for wanting that.
How I can love you one minute and hate you the next.
How I still believe that you mean it when you apologize even though I know that the next day
you'll do something to hurt me all over again.
You didn't know any of that.
I guess now you do.