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Severed
It wasn’t what I was expecting whilst navigating life, and the bullshit that comes with it but there it is.
No love. No support. No understanding. No compassion. No empathy. No patience. No kindness.
When someone’s presence is like sandpaper upon your heart & soul, whilst torturing your psyche, it’s time to move on. Things are crystal clear, in that we’re not meant to be anything, you’ve made that clear.
Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
Not even friends, or an inkling of more than just an idea, let alone a thought with mutual feelings, that lead us both to shared moments of pure bliss & happiness.
You’ve made that more than clear, irrespective of the feelings that misled me to think you were someone that you’re not.
A decent man, with a heart that knows how to love with his whole heart when he says believe, my heart is yours.
Evidently, I love you means nothing but empty words to you, and it’s apparent that I thought way too highly of you, and that’s my fault entirely.
Not even going to say goodbye, or acknowledge the loss as nothing between us was even real, according to you. I’m better off without you fucking with my heart & mind whilst triggering my insanity with the kind of bullshit that I just don’t need or want.
You’re just another manwhore, with a string of rebounds waiting to be used, along with lost loves who’ll take you back. I’m definitely not that girl as the woman in me knows that I deserve better.
You never really cared, and truth be told, it’s better this way if that’s how you treat someone that you allegedly treasure, whilst taking more than what you give. Prior, to questioning what you held within the palm of your hand, before throwing it away like trash.
You’re just an empty vessel that’s too fucked up to know what he wants but it’s certainly not me, and it’s not us, so that’s the bottom line.
You’ve spoken your truth, and I accept that, graciously. No point trying to convince you otherwise when you can’t see beyond your own self.
There’s nothing more tortuous than loving someone who doesn’t really feel the same way about you, and it makes perfect sense, to sever the ties that bind.
On a subconscious level, I’ll be doing the same.
No point sharing my vulnerability & fragility with someone like you, who never really cared. It’s who you are, deep down, and I accept that. I wouldn’t dare want you to be anyone or anything other than who you truly are.
Hence, the severing of ties that bind.
Evidently, we are not the same, other than we both love ourselves way too much to sacrifice ourselves, for one another.
A sad truth but an act of self-preservation.
No love. No support. No understanding. No compassion. No empathy. No patience. No kindness.
When someone’s presence is like sandpaper upon your heart & soul, whilst torturing your psyche, it’s time to move on. Things are crystal clear, in that we’re not meant to be anything, you’ve made that clear.
Nothing. Nada. Zilch.
Not even friends, or an inkling of more than just an idea, let alone a thought with mutual feelings, that lead us both to shared moments of pure bliss & happiness.
You’ve made that more than clear, irrespective of the feelings that misled me to think you were someone that you’re not.
A decent man, with a heart that knows how to love with his whole heart when he says believe, my heart is yours.
Evidently, I love you means nothing but empty words to you, and it’s apparent that I thought way too highly of you, and that’s my fault entirely.
Not even going to say goodbye, or acknowledge the loss as nothing between us was even real, according to you. I’m better off without you fucking with my heart & mind whilst triggering my insanity with the kind of bullshit that I just don’t need or want.
You’re just another manwhore, with a string of rebounds waiting to be used, along with lost loves who’ll take you back. I’m definitely not that girl as the woman in me knows that I deserve better.
You never really cared, and truth be told, it’s better this way if that’s how you treat someone that you allegedly treasure, whilst taking more than what you give. Prior, to questioning what you held within the palm of your hand, before throwing it away like trash.
You’re just an empty vessel that’s too fucked up to know what he wants but it’s certainly not me, and it’s not us, so that’s the bottom line.
You’ve spoken your truth, and I accept that, graciously. No point trying to convince you otherwise when you can’t see beyond your own self.
There’s nothing more tortuous than loving someone who doesn’t really feel the same way about you, and it makes perfect sense, to sever the ties that bind.
On a subconscious level, I’ll be doing the same.
No point sharing my vulnerability & fragility with someone like you, who never really cared. It’s who you are, deep down, and I accept that. I wouldn’t dare want you to be anyone or anything other than who you truly are.
Hence, the severing of ties that bind.
Evidently, we are not the same, other than we both love ourselves way too much to sacrifice ourselves, for one another.
A sad truth but an act of self-preservation.
Published 16th Oct 2021
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