To my heart

Am I the betrayed or are you? I wonder how could you have led me here? How could you have deceived and blinded me?! Did I put too much on you? Did I allow the needs of my flesh make me neglect what was best for you? Why didn't you speak up? Demand that I respect you? Demand that I protect you? I would have listened... or would I have? Maybe you did warn me. Maybe you did say to me, I'm dangerously close to being irreparably broken. STOP! Maybe I felt it deep in my chest that you were worn and giving up but I kept pushing you to love, and to trust and you did even when you knew better, even when it only led to you being broken. Every time you began to mend, I let you be broken. You are the betrayed. I put you through so much, and despite it all you beat within me as if I never allowed you to be dragged through hell. I hope that you can forgive me because time has made me wiser. I realize how valuable you are to me. I promise to protect you but not so much that you become cold and destitute. You make me who I am, and everything that we've been through has only better prepared us for the beautiful things in store for us. From now on you lead the way. ❤