I Love My Best Friend

I thought I knew her, but earlier today, I was talking to her dad, and he got drunk and told me things about her that I honestly shouldn't have known. He showed me who she really is, and I'll never look at her the same way again. God, just to think of what she's been through, all the times her heart's been broken, all the sleazy, unworthy condom leaks who have seduced her with lies, trampled on her heart and left her high and dry. And that's just the tip of the iceberg. There's so much I can't even tell you, because it would kill her if anyone knew. I can't bear to see another tear stain her perfect face, to see another scar inflicted upon her spirit. I'll always be there for her, I can promise you all that much, and if I ever find those assholes, I can assure you, I'm not gonna have the same composure that her father did. I'm going to make them sorry. I'm going to defend her against this cold, hard world at any cost, and if I die for her, so be it. She's my whole life, my whole world, and if anyone so much as looks at her funny, they're gonna have to deal with me. I know I'm not a good person, I know I'm an asshole, I know I'm a demon to everyone else, but she deserves nothing less than a guardian angel, and that's what she's going to get.