the week i met You. i thought You were completely crazy. i thought You were a frivolous sl*t.
the week i met you. i lived an entire life with You. we had a dog and a boho chic flat.
the week i met You. i loved You so much that i couldn’t breathe. i was scared and really wanted to leave.
the week i met You. i watched You poison the flower beds. i still tried to keep them watered and fed.
the week i met You. i held You in my arms after Your father was dead. our children were born, raised and gone.
the week i met You. You called me names and made me cry. i thought You hung the stars for my sky.
the week i met You. i knew the way that You treated me wasn’t love. i tried so hard to leave but placed You high above.
the week i met You. You hit me but it wasn’t too hard. You threatened to throw my suitcase in the yard.
the week i met You. i argued and i begged, what if i loved myself instead?
the week i met You. i felt crazy and didn’t know what to do. was i going to love me or love You?