He preyed upon her greatest vulnerabilities…
Made it look a little too effortlessly…
All so easy…
Looking back…
His nice guy persona…
Was a perfect curated act…
Years later she would heal…
Painfully feeling all the emotions…
She was told never to feel…
And I don’t know who she was in the past…
So long ago…
Even her repressed memories have stories…
She’ll never fully know…
Grown up & jaded…
As the fairy tale ends…
The covers slowly dye and faded…
She would have done anything to numb the pain…
But for all her efforts to escape…
So many times in vain…
He needed her to need him…
In his twisted version of love…
But no matter how much she gave…
It was never…
Never enough…