I feel the watery substance skidding down my cheek.
My heart, cracking.
Loosing oxygen turning black and cold.I see him and his guilt.
His past just shinning in his eyes.His swollen lips, and hickey marked skin.
Lip stick stain on his chest. Scars on his back.
The look of sex.His pants sloppily put on, loose and baggy.
He fumbles trying to slip on his shirt
As he's yelling curse words at the girl, in the bed.
Words so quick, and forced.
Shaming her.The girl, blonde.
Blue eyes
Pink lips
Yet an evil look on her face.
A grin as if she won.
Won him.
Him, the one who cheated on me
Yet she thinks she'll be different.Her evil look turns sad.
As she hears the words he speaks.
As she sees him leave to be with me.I run quick whipping the tears.
And I think.What kind of man would cheat. What kind of man would choose....
What kind of man...
That's just it he's not a man, he's a boy. That idiotic boy.I stop and turn. He hits my chest and stumbles. I look into his eyes with a fierce glare.
Anger bubbling inside of me, boiling to a point.His eyes swarming with guilt and unspoken emotions.
How dare you. We have been together for years. Three years. We have loved, we have fought. We have kissed, we have hugged. We have had... W-We have had sex. I gave you my everything, and what did you give me. You give me this bull shit. I love you... Don't you see that. Have you ever seen that?... I can't even... I-I can't even belie---
I'm sorry, I love you. I love you and I'm sorr--
Your sorry, sorry's are for little mistakes. You had. Sex. Was it a mistake when you were humping her mad in there.
No it wasn't a mistake.The tears were just flowing from my face. My sight almost gone because of the overflow.
I'm sorry, please. It will never happen again I am sorry.
It will never happen again
Yes, it won't because there will never be an again there is no sequel to our story.
If you truly loved me you wouldn't have cheated. I'm tired of making excuse for your mistakes.His eyes blaze in anger, his mouth twitches before he speaks words of bitter death.
Why are you trying to leave I am better than any man you will ever have. Do you think Any one will want you. With all your baggage, and ugly scars. I am all you have. So a simple fuck, back there is nothing. She is beautiful and fulfilled the need that you could not.
He says with a smirk, indeed thinking he won this.
No, you may think you are all I have but I have all that I need and a stupid boy who can't keep it in his pants long enough to know he has a good thing in his life isn't one of them. So go back to your beautiful blonde because I don't need your bullshit lies and excuses. And your " winning" statements, trying to make me submit to you because I will not.
His eyes change, his smirk falls.
I look into his eyes once more clearly.
The tears have stopped falling. My mind clear. And I speakI may have scars but they were not my fault. I may not be perfect but I'm perfect enough. You see how strong I moved on from the man who beat me abused me well, see how strong I will become when I do the same from you.
I'm stronger than you think, and I deserve more than you thought.
I didn't mean it, I'm just--I'm just...
I pause and look down shaking my head and look back up.
I have a tight smile and said your just not in love. You never were.I lean up and i kiss his lips.
I pull back and look in his stunned eyes. They are watery and filled with sadness, but truth.
I love you, but not enough to stay again. So enjoy your youth and I wish you the best.
I turn and walk off.
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Heart of Moss
PoetryThis is a book of my everyday life and what I feel. This is my life and I would love for you to live through it with me. It's from rants, to poetry, to just plain writing. It's bout whatever sucks ass or whatever is unbelievably awesome and whatever...