Leave Your Ex Alone

Contradiction my Ex. I’ll admit I stayed for the sex. More specifically to protect the idea of me. How stupid can I be, to let this person in. Physical fit due to mental gymnastics. Meet on occasions, personal split, trying to move forward, terrible at it. Remember all the fun times, yeah, that one time. Body, mind and soul sprung, treated like dung. Attention seek, unhealthily. Mamma told me, how you treat someone is a reflection of you. Hurt people, hurt people. Attacked everything around, called it blowing off steam. Stuck around, called it believing in the love that could be. Co-dependent flee. People pleasing or angry right out of sleep. Nothing is ever good enough or boundaries lost in the drama. Both parties, secret wish. Don’t abandon me.

A week later. Tempted to call her phone.

My Hostile Living Room

In actuality, my reality gets closer to the truth the more I extract proof. Tie up anything loose, make a truce with feelings produced. Perception colored by mood, various shades of blue. No matter the stage one thing continuously range true. Hurt me first, then said I love you. Built a tower, left foundation crude. In life, at any moment everything you’ve worked for can come undo do. Explosive glue, damage sticks to you. Pieces turn dust. Natural tendency to lust for some trust. I feel stupid, gave everything only, to watch your smile, as you fell through. After the second time, I already knew, nothing to do.
Only you can change you.