You had me. Something you've always wanted. You had me in a way no other ever has. My heart, my dreams all in your grasp. Everything; everything I was, everything I am in the palm of your hands. Living proof that a word is only a word until you mean what you say. So much stolen, nothing of my own to keep. So lost in hopes and promises. Promises are a fools comfort. The only words that reign true are the ones with time behind them. But then that's why I believed yours isn't it. So much time gone and for what. I'll never know. I should be broken. I should be crippled, disappearing right before your eyes. That's what you want isn't it? I am stronger now, better now. The hopes you thought you stole won't be wasted on someone so unworthy. The dreams you thought you could be apart of have grown far beyond anything you could be a part of. The heart you thought belonged to you is bruised but never broken. The time you took that will never be given back will serve as my reminder. That the past is real and that the future is alive. The memories will always be there but they will always be a reminder that you can never have me again. That you will never deserve me. That ruin truly is the road to transformation. Your attempt to ruin me has lead me to salvation, to a better version of myself. To knowledge. So now that everything is done I want to thank you for sending me on my way...
