Poor Decisions Make for Good Lessons

I think of all the beautiful lessons I've learned
and those who were brought into my life to teach me
Permanent memories, though temporary companionship
Whose life have I affected?
Whose memories will always keep me close to heart?
Do my teachers know their worth?
The importance they had in revealing my true self?
Was it mutual?
Do they still think of me like I so thankfully think of them?
Even the ones who broke me into something I once thought could never be repaired?
I needed them all, even if they didn't need me.