Hurt
Bullied
Threatened
It was all done to me....
Hate
Pain
Fear
Used
I've felt then all before...
I was tired, done and broken
But it made me stronger
And now I'm back and I'm better.....
I didn't wake up one morning and decide to fall out of love. It was slower than that. Quieter. No big affair. No lipstick on the collar. Just a slow erosion of "us" every time he chose her over me.
This isn't a love story.
It's a resignation letter.
And I signed it with a smile.