When We Met Part Three

His tough love broke me down His tough love put everything in perspective His tough love made me better His tough love brought out perfection And if it takes me lying in this bed So be it It gave him satisfaction Even though its not what I wanted it to be He was the manual I followed for love And everything I followed had me dead But I saw the grin in his face So I would follow the script over and over again But could have things been different? What would happen if I hadn’t gazed in his bling? Would it created an effect? Or would it have not done a thing? Tough love is bittersweet And it takes and it takes and takes Everything out of me for love But it never make anything beautiful, it would never create His love was toxic His love was addicting I always followed him at every beat I called it torture, he called uplifting I was with him in the high I was with him in the low Now when I hit rock bottom He said he has to go No person found it hard to see The relationship that we were in wasn’t right And after he destroyed everything in my life He decides to leave, and I don’t put up a fight I am tired of this Tied down to the bed is the consequence He left me here sick to die And went looking for a girl that was a monument But it love right? Destroying, hating, belittling Only person h could love was himself But everything he done to me was hating I hate that he tricked me I hate that I had failed But not failed to his every obligation and demand But failed to listen what was always in my hand I made my voice go mute Ii stored it and boxed it up in the shelf Everything I did was for him I fought for him and never for myself When everything is said and done It’s the scars that stay Its up to me to decide whether I want to keep going forward Or letting them keep me at bay I left the hospital looking like me again The old skeleton puppet was gone It was up to me to decide And I want to move on I look at myself now I realize I am better that I have ever been I have found that joy and light That existed in me from the thick and thin He was toxic He was controlling And what do we do with trash Well, you know where its going I have found love And I have fallen head over heels Who is that person you might ask? Well, that person is me