You told me you didn't want to leave a stain on my mind, but you did. You left a scar that always reminded me I didn't have another option but to choose you over and again, even after everything you did. I chose you when I still had a way to breathe; before I lost my breath. I chose you when I could handle my rent. I chose you when I didn't need company. I gave space to your flaws, you crawled in like the darkness in broad daylight holding still to your peace when I started all the fights. You had planned this since; I fell for the diluted acts. I believed in your action; paying little attention to the words. You ended up tearing my heart with your claws. You played the nice part, WHY?

WHY? Why didn't you just leave the day I said yes? I let you into my fence, you acted...