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The storm was a net of butterflies let loose in me, and the dark was you. I look back now at the natural seduction, how you brought me a key to open the right kind of love in my heart, only to be and how I was just entirely too much You glued your lies to my lips because you feared your lies would be exposed.. What is it called when we want from others what we aren’t willing to give in return? Or Do as I say not as I do.. oh No! Only child syndrome! You see, it wasn’t you I needed. I tried to walk away long ago.. It was the act of you being so suicidal and threatening that you ending your life would be because of me.. Is why I caved.. you knocked the loudest and became so relentless and I read somewhere that self-esteem could be taught. And had you been more of what my insecure little girl self thought she wanted, you never would have been cast off like disease. You got into me, under my hope, and wriggled around until you convinced me you and I belonged to each other. But the truth opened me like a knife— that I loved you only because I said I did.. you know Realization sometimes becomes sudden death, But in death becomes rebirth And I have no door knobs... Now as I am this Gorgeous Freudian Blank Slate I am much stronger but with a gentler heart Wiser but not arrogant Having learned my lesson No desire to look back Only laugh I never could have learned this with you. ;BM alt=" Registered & Protected" border="0" width="125" height="25" srcset=" 2x" src="" />

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