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Illusions in Love
Ultimately I broke my own heart
by holding onto him and believing that he didn’t mean it,
believing there was someone else behind the brokenness.
But maybe that’s how it works,
because if you can’t see the wounded soul that lies underneath,
all you are left with,
is the monster standing in front of you
and what sane person dances with the devil
and expects to walk away from it
without giving up pieces of their soul?
by holding onto him and believing that he didn’t mean it,
believing there was someone else behind the brokenness.
But maybe that’s how it works,
because if you can’t see the wounded soul that lies underneath,
all you are left with,
is the monster standing in front of you
and what sane person dances with the devil
and expects to walk away from it
without giving up pieces of their soul?
Published 1st May 2020
| Edited 31st Jul 2020
Author's Note
In every relationship, platonic or romantic, is a dance between two people. It’s a unique dynamic brought about by a mixing and exchanging of personalities and experiences. This piece is about evaluating and owning the role that I played.
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