I was once told that I wear my heart on my sleeve. Which explains why it was so easy for him to deceive and me later leave. I cared while he dared to ever show emotion. But my preconceived notion had me thinking that he cared the same as I. Now I see I was clearly telling myself a lie. As I sit and think about the many nights I cried. The many times I accepted his lies as truths. I wish you knew the half of what I went through. His time has made me the woman I am today. Putting up with that crap now, there is no way! -L' Mo
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