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No matter who they are
You felt like heaven on earth at first.
You were all sweet.
You looked so innocent like you wouldn’t ever hurt a fly.
And that’s where you fooled me.
I guess looks really can be deceiving.
People can have you so damn fooled so easily.
You once felt like heaven on earth.
But you showed me that you were really something like the devil.
Although you have nothing on hell.
You sure did give me a taste of what it would feel like to suffer rotting for eternity in hell.
The pain was that deep.
The pain was that sharp.
The pain was that miserable.
Loving you was once a beautiful thing.
Until loving you became so miserable.
A very miserable thing.
I just could no longer look at you the same.
After so much has happened all I could see and hear was you calling me a bitch.
All I could see was my puffy red and swollen eyes.
All I could see was the times you made me cry.
You weren’t all bad though,
And you had a charm like no other.
I obviously loved you for a reason.
You obviously caught my eye for a reason.
It’s sad that now I have to go on with my life without you.
2 years you say “2 years down the drain”.
I say 2 years gone away.
Except it never really left.
I still think of our memories.
I kept the teddy bear you gave me.
I kept the cards you got me.
I kept the earrings you bought me from rome.
I even kept the love for you in my heart even though we didn’t last.
I still think of what we once had.
The good and the bad.
I know what we had wasn’t the best but at one point it sure did feel like the best before we got caught up into so much toxic mess.
I’m sorry I couldn’t get past you calling me a bitch.
Or you saying you was in love with one of my best friends.
Or you asking out another woman right in my face.
Or you texting another woman so called pretending to ask her out for dinner.
Or you shutting and slamming your apartment door in my face telling me to get out bitch.
Or me praying to God to be able to gain the strength to walk away and let you go.
Or me almost accepting pills for depression that I didn’t even need.
Or the way you acted when I was bleeding for days, telling me “I hope you bleed to death.”
Or you telling me to unalive myself.
Or you calling me worthless.
Or you making me feel like I was the ugliest woman in the world.
Or you calling me retarded.
I’m no angel.
I’m no saint.
But I never deserved half of the things you’ve done or said to me simply because you were pissed off and unfortunately damn it I couldn’t shake those words.
Damn it I couldn’t shake the pain you made me feel.
Damn it I couldn’t shake you shouting at me.
Damn it I couldn’t shake your insults.
Damn it I couldn’t shake your actions.
Only you could make love feel so got damn painful.
I’m no longer at that space anymore.
I’m no longer at that place anymore.
Unfortunately even through all of that whenever I think of love somehow I still think of you because you were once a love I had.
And you’re a love I had to let go for the sake of my sanity.
I almost lost my mind trying to love you more than I was loving myself.
I almost lost my mind putting you above myself.
I almost lost my mind believing all the cruel garbage that came out of your mouth.
Even though I loved you so much happened that made my love for you start to fade away.
I was loving you more and you was loving me less.
Then when you started attempting to “love” me more my love for you was already so far gone.
It was fleeting and fleeting the more you called me a bitch.
The more that I felt dead while engaging in sex with you.
The more that your eyes wandered to other women.
The more that you would tell me how sexy you thought other women were.
The more you told me how you didn’t enjoy me giving my body away to you.
The more you told me I wasn’t wife material.
The more we fussed and fought.
The more I cried and cried.
I’m sorry.
So sorry.
But I couldn’t see the guy I was interested in when I first met you.
I couldn’t treasure the good because the bad wasn’t too far away from creeping up behind me to strip away pieces and pieces of my heart and my woman hood.
I can honestly say with you I learned deeply after certain things happen, you don’t feel the same way about people, no matter who they are.
-W.O.S.
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You were all sweet.
You looked so innocent like you wouldn’t ever hurt a fly.
And that’s where you fooled me.
I guess looks really can be deceiving.
People can have you so damn fooled so easily.
You once felt like heaven on earth.
But you showed me that you were really something like the devil.
Although you have nothing on hell.
You sure did give me a taste of what it would feel like to suffer rotting for eternity in hell.
The pain was that deep.
The pain was that sharp.
The pain was that miserable.
Loving you was once a beautiful thing.
Until loving you became so miserable.
A very miserable thing.
I just could no longer look at you the same.
After so much has happened all I could see and hear was you calling me a bitch.
All I could see was my puffy red and swollen eyes.
All I could see was the times you made me cry.
You weren’t all bad though,
And you had a charm like no other.
I obviously loved you for a reason.
You obviously caught my eye for a reason.
It’s sad that now I have to go on with my life without you.
2 years you say “2 years down the drain”.
I say 2 years gone away.
Except it never really left.
I still think of our memories.
I kept the teddy bear you gave me.
I kept the cards you got me.
I kept the earrings you bought me from rome.
I even kept the love for you in my heart even though we didn’t last.
I still think of what we once had.
The good and the bad.
I know what we had wasn’t the best but at one point it sure did feel like the best before we got caught up into so much toxic mess.
I’m sorry I couldn’t get past you calling me a bitch.
Or you saying you was in love with one of my best friends.
Or you asking out another woman right in my face.
Or you texting another woman so called pretending to ask her out for dinner.
Or you shutting and slamming your apartment door in my face telling me to get out bitch.
Or me praying to God to be able to gain the strength to walk away and let you go.
Or me almost accepting pills for depression that I didn’t even need.
Or the way you acted when I was bleeding for days, telling me “I hope you bleed to death.”
Or you telling me to unalive myself.
Or you calling me worthless.
Or you making me feel like I was the ugliest woman in the world.
Or you calling me retarded.
I’m no angel.
I’m no saint.
But I never deserved half of the things you’ve done or said to me simply because you were pissed off and unfortunately damn it I couldn’t shake those words.
Damn it I couldn’t shake the pain you made me feel.
Damn it I couldn’t shake you shouting at me.
Damn it I couldn’t shake your insults.
Damn it I couldn’t shake your actions.
Only you could make love feel so got damn painful.
I’m no longer at that space anymore.
I’m no longer at that place anymore.
Unfortunately even through all of that whenever I think of love somehow I still think of you because you were once a love I had.
And you’re a love I had to let go for the sake of my sanity.
I almost lost my mind trying to love you more than I was loving myself.
I almost lost my mind putting you above myself.
I almost lost my mind believing all the cruel garbage that came out of your mouth.
Even though I loved you so much happened that made my love for you start to fade away.
I was loving you more and you was loving me less.
Then when you started attempting to “love” me more my love for you was already so far gone.
It was fleeting and fleeting the more you called me a bitch.
The more that I felt dead while engaging in sex with you.
The more that your eyes wandered to other women.
The more that you would tell me how sexy you thought other women were.
The more you told me how you didn’t enjoy me giving my body away to you.
The more you told me I wasn’t wife material.
The more we fussed and fought.
The more I cried and cried.
I’m sorry.
So sorry.
But I couldn’t see the guy I was interested in when I first met you.
I couldn’t treasure the good because the bad wasn’t too far away from creeping up behind me to strip away pieces and pieces of my heart and my woman hood.
I can honestly say with you I learned deeply after certain things happen, you don’t feel the same way about people, no matter who they are.
-W.O.S.
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