I remember a day when I loved you with all my heart. I believed every word you said. I thought the sun and moon rose only for you.
You lied and decieved me. You began to hit and cuss me. Then I lowered myself to your level and began to hit and cuss too! Not because that was the way I was, but because I could find no other way to defend myself from the hurt and pain. Especially because you blamed me for my pain and most of all because you blamed me for yours.
You can be cruel to a dog once and it will stick its tail between its legs and run, but , if you chase that dog and abuse it again it will finally strike back. That is when you will get rid of the dog or shoot it. Saying "That dogs is no good. That dog is mean. That dog is not loyal. When all along you was the one who caused that dog to turn on you.
I have allowed you to destroy everything good about me. The person I was when I meet you. You brought me to your level and I don't like where I am. You say you like where you are. You like the person you are. Well, I don't much like me anymore and I especially do not like the person you are.
We must both stop the ugly words that hurt. We must both always try to make the other feel worth something. We each have something to contribute to a relationship. And that must be acknowledged.
We are responsible for each others happiness. One is not better than the other. What you like doesn't mean I have to and what I like doesn't mean you have to. But we must both give the other consideration of our own needs, wants, likes and dislikes. You cannot have a relationship with someone you consider an enemy.
I remember a time when what I felt or wanted did not matter as long as you was happy. But then I realized that is not true . Because it did not matter to you if I was happy. That Hurts.
You can't give and give and give without finally saying stop! You rejected it all and stepped on my feelings and tore up my heart. You can't get back what you threw away.
I am sorry but it hurts to much. I can't be nice to someone who thinks only they matter.
I want to run. I want to hide from what I have allowed you to do to me. And heal from the hurt and disappointment that I feel inside for you.
You captured me with false hope and love. Then you laughted at me for being your fool.
You've won again. You've destoryed another. And you say your still happy.
For some reason I know you'll never read this. It isn't important to you. So I guess I need to keep it to myself and find the strength inside me to find me again.
So if you look and I am gone just call me "Gone searching!"