It was always….
You against me.
Hero and adversary.
Endless fights to the end.
A broken heart to endlessly mend.
I fell in love with the villain and never looked back.
But he reminded me of everything I ever lacked.
Abandoned myself to love another.
He was just a cover…
For the emptiness I felt inside.
Can you call it love when there were times I was left terrified…
I didn’t choose the home I grew up in.
No matter what choice I made, there was no way to ever win.
I lost my mind in his story …the fantasies.
Until I woke up to one day find the courage within me.
His danger…his rage….
He defined my life and love at a young age.
But in time, I knew I was the one who had to change.
I grew up in confusing dependency.
He gave me a lie of living free.
Then he took every part of me.
But this is not his story, it is mine.
He would say….what he did was just fine.
My life now has a new created design.
As I tear down my loyalty to him and break down all the shrines.
Love and abuse, both can be blind.
But if you keep searching for real love,
That is what you will one day find.