I broke your heart......
that's what you said on repeat as tears streamed your down your powdered face. you're a good actor. I don't believe you have a heart in that hollow chest of yours.
you acted as if I was the destruction in our loving, but you knew that you had been slowly burning the bonds for months....you forget id studied your habits and expressions, and I knew this was another one of your acts.
In that moment I felt a darkness awake inside of me, triggered by your hateful ways.
I wasn't breaking your heat, I was releasing the chains that constricted me. That you bound my wrists, my life and my senses. Finally I know it wasn't a loving embrace but a cage of wreckage.
No, I don't miss you. I miss the person I was before you infected my life.
Before you destroyed me.
I am free.
Without you.
