My missing half

I despise myself for not being somebody you could love. For you enslaved my heart before I could even tell you how I felt. It's not your memory I miss, it was your embrace. My broken heart still beats but the scars remain. Slowly tearing over thoughts of the past.i thought we were each others peace in the chaos around us. Apparently I was nothing more than a host for your parasitic mind. That's the problem with being strong, people often look for ways to break you. My shadow remains a constant reminder of the soul you stripped from me. While you took my money, my love, my soul, and my heart. Given another chance, I would love you again forever more.