You used to see the best in me-
Now you just see the empty former shell of the person I was before you came into my life
and reminded me of how unexceptional it was.
You used to see the person in me that I hid to protect myself-
The deeply emotional woman who had a love of art and poetry and believed the smallest things in the world mattered most,
Until you decided for whatever reason that you hated it because I had previously done things and loved people you didn’t like or approve of.
Now you see the version of me that you created.
The version of me who is extremely spiteful and angry;
The one who can no longer swallow her pride and sees the worst in everyone all the time-
Including you because that’s all you wanted to show me.
I am a spiritually broken person now and-
I have nothing left of me to give you so you can just move onto to the next of many woman whose souls you decide to destroy
because yours was never intact.
I’ll stay here and pick up the pieces like I’ve done many times;
Coming out of it stronger and wiser while you continue to disintegrate yourself into
a secretly self loathing and fragmented version of the self you previously were with every new woman you meet.
Man cannot fathom the destruction you cause while pretending to be an upstanding human being who just “loves” them-
Honey it wasn’t love.
It was greed, anger, pity, and jealousy disguised as it.
You find beautiful people and make it your mission to negate them because
they had the power of forgiveness for themselves which is something you were incapable of doing,
It was disconsolate.
The contemptuous thing is that you always said volatile things and tried to make me believe nobody else would love me-
But that doesn’t matter.
Because I do.
You always used to see the best in me-
Now you just see the empty former shell of the person I was before you came into my life
and reminded me of how unexceptional it was.
While you were doing that-
I learned to love myself.
