I Am Your Everything

You walked into my life and said:

I could show you a good time. Love and rock’n’roll baby.

You said I had to stand up to life.

I took a walk on the wild side with you, to your La La Land. You said you were my soul mate, my twin flame, my friend, my lover, my anything.

You were everything, and yet you were nothing.

Your betrayal hurt my heart. I was really skilled at denying and discounting the pain, for the longest time. I was arguing with myself about the validity of that pain.

I am not crying, I am laughing. To think that I kept telling you to stay with the other woman if you so wanted. Yet, you kept coming back like a yo-yo.

Four years, and if it were up to you, counting. I have had to help you let go of me. Not sure how many takes there are in a relationship. After all, it’s not my job to make someone love me. I was not enjoying it. Were you?

Now I don’t want to spoil other people’s fun, but I’ve moved on because I love myself as I am. I own my feelings. It’s about me and my spiritual growth. The language of letting go.

There is happiness without you. How much did I need to let go off? Well, everything.

I thought that you were my shining light. But no.

Goodbye, my dark star.