but i am foolish.
i am broken,
because you kept pushing, still
loved, never love
and you waited until the time
when you could hurt me the most.
i was blind, and dumb, and stupid
to not have left you. shouldn't i have gone?
but you struck a knife straight to my chest,
then left me to die without regret.
a damn tragedy is what you made me
and you, my demon, is what i didn't see.
