4 notes to my ex-lovers
I met you when I finally learned how to love myself. I had experienced back-to-back heartbreak, and my life seemed to be spiraling out of control. I wanted to give up, but I had to learn that there was more to life than being some man’s perfect woman. I taught myself that there was more to life than the feeling that a man can give you. I learned how to give myself that type of feeling. I became my everything.
I think I believed in your love too much. I didn’t have to work as hard as I was used to because you loved me so effortlessly. Loving you was as easy as the fall into deceit. You said you would give me so much-- and I guess you did.
I could never keep track of the pain.
I met you during a high point.
I know that I was your first true love. We taught each other the love languages that we would later whisper to new lovers. It was a tainted first love-- but how else would a phoenix rise without fire?
What were we but a wildfire?
We destroyed one another just to keep the flame going.
| “To stop a wildfire, you need to remove one of the following: the heat of the fire, the fuel that feeds the fire or the oxygen that allows the combustion to take place.” |
We had to say goodbye.
I met you when you were young.
I met you when I lost hope. I lost hope. Ideas of happiness were tainted with thoughts of him. I wanted to move on but staring back at my tear-stained pillow each morning reminded me that I could not.
I found a friend in you.
But it was when I found the lover in you,
That I began to lose you completely.
You were the sun.
And I had gotten too close.
I met you during a low point.
| “Gaslighting is a tactic in which a person or entity, in order to gain more power, makes a victim question their reality.” |
You broke me.
But even that wasn’t enough for you
You lured me in with your charm
You won my heart with your kindness and sense of humor
It was these same characteristics that you used
The day that you tried to destroy you.
I met you when I was young.