Stolen win

"You just won't stand up for yourself, it's just to hard huh?
I mean, I wasted four months on you deciding what to do.
It's not my fault your ashamed of the way you feel.
I can't begin to understand why I even bothered with you."

She sat there, trying to compose
what she was expected to say.
She started to recall being
treated every which way.

"Look, if you think you have wasted so much of your
time, then why are you even here? Just leave.
I can't believe I was so stupid and naive to think
you were someone who would never deceive me."

He was supposed to love her.
He was supposed to always care.
He was supposed to be her refuge.
He was supposed to help and repair.

"You just let any one step all over you.
Push your buttons, and control the way you act.
I called you a slu* and a whor*
and you don't even hate me or react?!

She fired back
"I will not apologize for refusing to
treat people the way you decide to.
You are just so ruthlessly cruel and heartlessly bitter
to everyone, not caring if you rip them in two."

He replied slyly:
"Well that's no surprise because you're
just broken down daddy's little daughter.
Aren't ya?"

All she could think was that couldn't have cut deeper.
He had yelled at her, even sworn and beat her before.
Yet, this was a line he had never even dared to approach.
This just wasn't one of those times she could just ignore.

She whispered back:
"I may not have everything together at the moment.
But, I do know that I've made a mistake.
Don't worry, I'll fix that right now. You need to leave.
I've decided we need a permanent break."

He didn't have anything left to throw at her,
she had defeated him and stolen the win.
She loosened up on her boyfriends hand, she knew what she
had just done was the only way things with him could begin.

So now she is finally free,
able to be happy once more.
Excited about her future with him,
waiting to see what it has in store.

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