Love don't live here anymore. Not for you anyway. You couldn't appreciate what you had...until I took it from you. And now you are calling, texting, emailing, and showing up unannounced trying to tempt me with foul bile from your lips. I think not.
You still haven't gotten your ish together. But now you frontin like you know better. My vision is clear. I am no longer swayed by your lies. The fog is lifted. I see right through you. All the the fiction you fed me was poisoned. The three acts of your play were worthy of oscar buzz. I fell for it. You were talented...but sloppy. I found the original playwright and called you on it. You had no lines. The truth would have set you free but you chose prison over me. It's all good though...karma!
Back then I racked my brain rendering insomnia trying to figure out my role in your movie. Leading lady or extra? I found out that I wasn't even on the set. I went through an identity crisis as I blamed myself for your shortcomings...touché. I labeled myself with characteristics that did not belong to me...I was a reflection of you right? You were the worst and in turn brought out the worst in me. Thanks to my free will I was able to catch myself from turning into the dark leech that you already had become sucking the life and love out of me. Most think I should hate you...
But I don't.
Thanks to you I have learned a valuable lesson about love. Thanks to you I know how to spot a phony who does not have my best interest at heart. Thanks to you, I know how to appreciate the one who knows how to appreciate me. Thanks to you, I am free to be me. I am free to give and receive real love without the intricacies of deceit. Thanks to you, someone who deserves me is getting the absolute best of me. Thanks to you, I am the epitome of love. And I'm sure you hate me, because you can't have me. But isn't that the story of life? Hindsight is 20/20. And I know I look good to you, but I'm over it now. Nonetheless, I still want to say Thank You!
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