yet another man

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Opening up to people is like becoming nothing.

Everything you built up gets torn down with wrecking ball words and you are standing there wondering if they will ever see you as whole again.

When I became nothing with you it was the kind of nothing that constellations are made out of, the vast glittering darkness that inspired many an astronomer,

so how strange it was then

when you became the scar I hid inside.

How strange to become nothing talking about you.

I've been here before watching as I foolishly tare down the walls my tired hands worked so carefully to build,

with the end result of a sympathetic smile and the classic line "time heals all wounds"

But that's bullshit,

remembering you hurts just as much now as it did the day you closed the door,

gave me 2 hugs goodbye and walked down the hall outta my life.

So when I spilled my fishbowl soul to her and watched her pick your memory's up like the shattered glass of the girl you made me,

Why should I have expected anything different?

But she says "yeah I get it, he was just another man in your life that let you down"

and I realize

time may not heal but it does beauty the mind.

Grows flowers over the fresh wounds of 3 years,

gilds tears to gold and small choices grow to empowerment.

So this is to you.

yet another man in my life who let me down.

yet another man in my life who let me down

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