your little black heart

Almost a year ago I met you, and how deeply I wish I never had.

Although at the time I was so grateful, that while the universe had taken something from me, it had replaced it with something else . . . (to my devastation and dismay as well as some months later). . . only to rip it away. Since the day you left, I’ve wondered why you even came into my life, why you lifted me up then slowly chipped away at my defences until you shamelessly broke me down.

But it’s actually quite simple, really ~
I was an easy target for a predator like you; who lives on nothing but your own selfish instinct, greed and hunger.

I had no fight left ~ Boy, you did well
Well done on hunting someone already wounded
Congrats on winning the lying game with the most honest person you’ve ever met
2 thumbs up to you for shattering someone who was already broken
I’m sure your little black heart is proud.

Deep down, something told me you were going to hurt: If nothing else, I’ve learnt to trust my intuition ~ I trusted you, I thought I saw your heart: You took my kindness for weakness and used every last drop.

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