He's in love with me but I still don't see him that way anymore.
He loves to taunt me with the idea of having control but under the conditions & circumstances he picks.
I regret to admit that I always let him win.
I let him choose who I am.
I shouldn't but I do.
He would say "you love me..right?" & I would always answer yes.
Obviously or I wouldn't be here right?
Well I shouldn't have been there, I came to that conclusion a long time ago.
I don't know how I'd fallen for him.
If you ask me 'what made you love him?'
I honestly don't have an answer.
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G R E Y
Non-Fiction"I let the dark fester in my mind & it swallowed my light whole.."
