When we were a family….

You didn’t treat me well.

I was all alone when I fell.

Lost in an intimate kind of hell.

And I’m a treasure you treated like disposable trash.

Time after time my heart beneath you turned into black ash.

You watched me suffer day after day.

Then forced me to smile and pretend it was all okay.

Forgiving you has been difficult.

It’s harder to let go of all the hurt.

Never wanted perfect, I would have cherished just simple love.

But when I was with you all I could think about was being saved from above.

You lost me after the endless fights.

It’s too late to fix what was never in the first place right.

Your love was conditional.

It feels like all you still care about is control.

The divorce gave me a way to break free from what you did to me.

What you did to me.

The damage you wish to never see.

And I’ll keep loving me.

Loving me.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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