you told me you loved me and I believed you.
because how could a four letter word that's meant to bring you joy be so cruel?
love is a cruel thing because of you.
I've given you everything and more but it's never enough.
you give me nothing but empty words and anger.
anger towards me even though I've done nothing but try to be what you want.
belittle me, use me, abuse me until you're satisfied.
until I'm left lying alone in the dark.
I'm not afraid of the dark anymore.
I forgave you over and over because you said you'd change and I believed you. because how could someone who loves me lie to me?
trust is broken because of you.
love is a cruel thing because of you.
I am broken.
because of you.
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poetic
Poetry(poetry): -literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas by the use of the distinctive style and rhythm; poems collectively or as a genre of literature. - a quality of beauty and intensity of emotion regar...
