I thought I knew what love was. I gave in to the bullshit. I believed. I trusted. I gave more than my 50%. I was all in... I loved. My parents would've loved you. And I knew it. I made future plans with you... things I said I would never do. It is always good in the beginning and was good while it lasted. You told me me to break my walls. Let you in. Give us a chance. You made all the promises. You said you would love no one else. U did it all for me to believe in love. I knew the possibilities and you said no. Trust me I will never break your heart. You were so sincere. That oh so kind, pleasant, caring face. The gloss of your brown eyes. The taste of your sweet, soft lips and kisses. The sound of deep masculine, commanding voice. The feel of your hands on my body. The butterflies. The feel of your body beside me at night. The hugs... o so comforting.
Not so comforting now that I know it all. All the shit and fuckery I knew and now what I have found out. You were never really mine. You cheated the whole time we were together. I knew it and I still trusted you. I didn't ask questions. It was just how it was. Love is blind right. You had it all your way. You took control. I gave up my pride, my independence, my morals and my lifestyle for you. What did u give up? Nothing.
Guess what now you motherfucker, you lost, you asshole. You are dead to me. Fucking fuck you. Am over you.