Our relationship was built on betrayal, manipulation, and lies.
You told me everything I wanted to hear, so you could bury yourself so deep into my life.
You took away my confidence, my self-worth, my ability to trust, my emotional stability and replaced them with doubt, lies, manipulation, self-harming thoughts, fear, and shame.
I hate you for what you did to me and I’ll never forgive what you did.
The pain was overwhelming because my heart didn’t just belong to me, it belonged to you as well, and when you left you took a little piece of that away with you.
There was tears, lots of them. I was alone and in such dark place. All because of you.
I’m scared people won’t accept the ‘me’ I hide. I am afraid of the hate I bestow on myself.
I’ll never be the same person I once was when we met, and honestly, it scatters me from inside.
My life is not my life.
Loving you almost killed me, and I’m still recovering from you.
It isn’t easy, actually, it’s really, really hard. I’m scared of being diminished and pulled apart.
The only thing I have is hope. Hope that one day I will be able to feel something, able to love myself again. I hope I will be able to build everything that you ruined.
It’s hard now, and it will hard, but deep inside I know that I will succeed.
There is someone who will love me the way I’m. Someone who is ready to love my fears, my darkness, my everything.
But honestly, you left the trace in my life, a very ugly trace. But I will delete it and forget it.
And no matter what, I will forget everything, but I will never be able to forgive you.