I used to believe we were meant
to be.
And that the stars lightened just for us.
That hands
were held in our honor.
That I would spend eternity quoting to you
"I love you"
Our hearts slowly died away.
Becoming
dead inside leaving us to fade.
I thought my life depended on yours.
That my happiness only came with you.
But, you weren't
my everythings.
You weren't the air I breathed so pain-stakingly.
Each day I survived it was because I wanted to
live. I didn't
want to live for us.
Not for you.
I began to slowly hate.
The way you spoke to me.
The way you said you'd touch me.
The
way you spoke of our future.
As if I my opinions and voice never
existed.
Maybe, I did love you.
Maybe something was there.
So long ago.
Like a distant ache that is only
remembered when
pierced into thought.
My heart felt something then.
Something
that made me crazed.
Delusional.
Stark-raving mad.
I
spoke about how you were perfection.
When I was holding your flaws
behind my
back, tucking them between the chains you
clamped on
my wrists.
I was to be your slave.
To be caged.
Entrapped
within your grasp.
My heart healed the damage.
Every single moment
you told me I wasn't
worth it.
I'm slowly mending the scars.
Erasing them into nothingness.
You are becoming a memory.
A
bitter memory that only strikes
when I think of my miseries.
It makes me laugh.
How I pined over you.
Cried when songs came
on
because of you.
That I tore my self-esteem into
shambles and became someone
I never thought existed.
But,
my back-bone has healed.
No longer do my knees tremble.
No longer
does my heart suddenly ache.
You made me long a monster.
Someone
I really wanted to love.
But, you were secretly destroying me.
Like a jester playing a cruel joke.
Like a fool I followed you.
Blindly, deaf.
Hoping you would save me.
Sometimes I
think of you.
Sometimes when his arms are around
me and his rough
voice is whispering
his love yous.
Sometimes I get that
inescapable
ache in my heart that you broke me.
Tore
me until I was unrecognizable.
But,
now I'm happy.
In love.
My eyes are glowing.
My heart is
soaring.
My voice is loud and clear.
I am heard once again.
Human once again.
Maybe, once I loved you.
Perhaps long
ago twice.
As if my heart would explode.
And the world revolved
around you.
You were a delusion.
Tainted and foul.
Somehow I managed to escape.
Somehow I managed to be completed.
I think I loved you once.
But, I'm not certain it was real.