Looking back to when we began...
It was magical, exciting and so very intense...
I remember feeling guilty because it felt too good be true...
Don't get me wrong, some people are just born lucky when it comes to love.... not me of course.
You preached unconditional love and had me believing I had finally found my heart's home.
You made a whole lot of promises including how you would never drop my hand.
Made me feel bad everytime I dared to speak up when I felt something was off...
I was so love bombed I strongly wanted to believe that based on how you'd found me, you wouldn't be the one to inflict further damage.
I was wrong, I believed you...I needed you to stay
To what detriment though? ...
I intentionally chose to believe you, because I too am human and I dared to dream that I too deserved that great love story...
I rushed it propelled by your love bombing of course...
Oh what chemistry I thought...
Boy was I wrong...
You had me feeling and seeing into a future you knew damn well you wouldn't be around for...
Yet I kept pursuing irrespective of how you kept dropping my hand..
The very hand you promised you would hold onto as if your life depended on it.
How do I fix it was my prayer on many a nights
I need it to work...
To what detriment though?...
it was all in vain.. a little too much for my already tired heart...
You eventually left, and I decided I'd finally also stop hoping for your hand to come back and grab mine...the heart wanted what it did...
Why me though?
I dared to fall in love...
Went to great lengths to prove it, and just like that the candle dimmed.
I am forced to pick up the pieces and heal thyself again
Forced to live beyond the broken promise.
©mayalinah