You were an unpleasant memory, and now you’re my reminder.
You’re my reminder to be more cautious of the people I invest my time in. You’re my reminder to see people as they are and not as I want them to be. You’re my reminder to fall in love with how people treat me and not what people tell me.
But if by any chance I fall for the wrong person again, you are my reminder that I can and have survived the worst.