I still remember
it like it was yesterday.
You said,
"I want to stay,
but I can't"
and you left.
I fell to the floor,
and found myself
the most miserable
I've ever been.
I thought about
overdosing
that night.
"How much Zoloft
does it take
to overdoes?"
I looked up.
It was the ending
for me
because I couldn't bear
to live without you.
Then morning came.
I was broken,
but I had to get through
the day.
I picked myself up
off of the floor,
wiped my tears,
and went to work.
I was devastated
to say the least,
but I knew I had to
get through this.
I realize now
all of the things
that made our relationship
unhealthy.
I understand
why I shouldn't be with you,
and how miserable I was.
You were insensitive
when all I needed was support.
You didn't want to do anything,
when all I wanted was for you to grow.
You lashed out at me,
when all I did was love you.
Your jealousy killed me,
when all I did was be loyal to you.
You shifted the blame to me
which is awful to do,
but you hate me now
so I guess that's what one does.
I will never hate you
no matter how much you hurt me.
You were the one
I loved more than anything,
and now you're just
a memory.
