I love you so
much that I created something so special out of you. I should’ve called you a
manipulator but instead I made you a sensitive man. The times you made love to
me after you spent the entire day berating me and verbally abused me. I
should’ve called you an aggressor, but I made you out to be a passionate man
for the days you’d showed me love right after going through another jealous fit
of rage and verbal abuse. I should’ve called you an abuser instead I made you
out to be a thoughtful man that’s growing, learning by giving you what you
want. Then you would call me crazy when I saw right through your lies and that
you could never hurt me. I should’ve called you a Gaslighted instead I made you
the only one looking out for me the time you looked in my eyes and told me you
were the only one who loved me and proved it as I watched you pull me away from
the people I loved. I should’ve called you a narcissist, but instead I made you
the love of my life. I found a way to manage and brighten the light to every
part of your darkness.
I made you
special.
Concrete
Angel
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