I told you 'you wouldn't' but I continued to captivate myself inside of a lie that was your beauty.
I have gave nothing but myself to fulfill the emotional desires you needed.
When you were finished you crumpled me up like a soiled wad of paper and tossed me into a waste bin, not taking my trauma into account.
You wanted to ease away from me because you felt so strongly that if you were to continue, you'd hurt me.
Either way it would've hurt- leaving like nothing happened was your pick of poison.
Telling me 'it's better to leave sooner rather later' only made taking you back bittersweet.
I hope I wasn't wrong about you because for all I know, I can't let go.
