Thoughts

 

You have the nerve to say I broke you. You broke yourself. I am the woman laying in bed hugging your photo going to sleep it’s the only peace I can feel to sleep right now. Do you know what it’s like to come in to someone’s life that gives you everything and to fight the thoughts justifying why you spoke to them the way you did thinking it’s your fault. You have me, my heart, my soul, my being and I love you more than any man I’ve ever known and you have a piece of me I’ll never be able to love another man the same with myself whole again. 

But you think I’m the one to blame, I broke you…interesting. You will never understand. I will always be the bad guy and that’s the worst part while you’re at the bars drowning your so-called “sorrow”, I am the one in bed alone hugging your photo because you couldn’t be a better man..