I started off with such high hopes, thought this was my chance
that I was getting a fresh start
I was too blind to see until it was too late
and I so quickly and eagerly let you into my heart
Looking back I can't believe the delusions I had of our life together
how excited I was to have your kid
But you couldn't be bothered with me
and when I needed you most, you put your tail between your legs and hid
You'd tell me you love me, take one step forward, then five steps back
build me up just to let me down
You never let me all the way in
shut down communication and emotions whenever I was around
I started falling for you, but instead of catching me
you turned and ran and let me fall on my face
I wasted my time, my dreams, just watched it all passing me by
while it was you I continued to chase
I resent you for getting my hopes up that I'd found something real
Deeper than sexual, someone who made me smile
For letting me fall so hard and not catching me
But it was only your fault for a while
The rest was on me
I wasted years and opportunities because I didn't want to let go
But I can't blame a clown for being a clown in his circus
when I'm the one who kept going to the show
I started constantly comparing myself, and I never measured up,
all I could see was my flaws and insecurities amplified
It chipped away at my self-esteem
and eventually the thought that I was unlovable seemed justified
It picked piece by piece at my confidence, my pride, my dreams,
the notion that I'd ever be enough
Hacked away at my expectations, my desire and ability to trust,
my hope of ever being loved
I let you into my heart
but that only allowed the insecurities in to take root and spread
I was left wondering what, if anything, was true
and what was just you playing games with my head
I cried so many tears, got so many scars,
and while you moved on and walked away unscathed, I'm still trying to heal
I put my health and life at risk trying to hold on
to something that was probably never even real
I wanted to be your lobster, but I was just someone
to pass the time until someone worth loving came along
I was your marionette, there for your entertainment,
for you to make me dance when you felt like playing a song
I was willing to be your backup plan
hoping for my turn, just sitting around waiting
I was Pavlov's dog, there for your amusement,
and every time you snapped your fingers, I came running, salivating
Out of the blue you'd get my hopes up again
reigniting a flame in me just for an ego boost when you were feeling down
You needed to rest assured in the knowledge
that I was still hung up and at your disposal, lingering around
When you'd fall I'd be there waiting to catch you
but time after time I made a fool of myself, without any appreciation
Just more empty promises of how next time would be different
and I was stupid enough every time to fall for the manipulation
I thought I was wife material and that you'd see it
that you'd be impressed with what I was bringing to the table
I guess I convinced myself that I was different from the others
but I was just one of the mares in your stable
For so long I wasn't strong enough to walk away and save myself
but now I'm beyond tired
You tell me you're not ready for a relationship
Then I see your profile online, so you're either a liar or a fucking liar
You're so good at lying that I still to this day
can't distinguish what was ever real when I look back
Did you ever actually like me or even consider being with me
or was that all part of the act?
When I close my eyes all I can picture is you fucking around
not knowing who else got what I had and more
I have to wonder if you really missed me
or just got dropped by someone else when you showed back up at my door
I'd catch you in lies and let them go, ignoring the truth,
convincing myself that those tired lines were true
I let you use me because I was so desperate
for attention and affection and someone to talk to
I'd tell myself and others that I was happy in a two-sided relationship
while the painful truth I would suppress
I based my completeness on you
and consistently accepted the minimum effort, sometimes less
You still have me crying years later
part from heartbreak, part from humiliation and regret
I didn't think about who was watching
and what low standards and a horrible example I've set
They watched me make a fool of myself for years
accepting less than I deserved, and going back for more
Now they're playing that out in their own way
and that's not something I can keep blaming you for
I was talking a good game about loving themselves
to keep their standards high, what they should expect
But I was your doormat and showed them
that it was acceptable to be treated with disregard and disrespect
Here I am with parental controls, trying to guard their hearts,
filter what they watch and what they hear
I was so worried about protecting them from bad influences in the media
without looking in the mirror
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