I often say that you can never truly know who a person is, no matter how long you know them.
The people we are, or who we were,
Are not the same as the people we become.
I have known my best friend for 13 years, and she is a constant in my life. This woman I know.
I know how kind she can be, or when things bother her- even if she hasn't said it aloud.
I know how we laugh together, at ****** things, and ****** people.
I know she loves me.
This other woman, the one I loved however...
After three years,
YOU are finally showing your true colours.
I do not know you, but did not claim to know you ever.
You told me who you were,
And who you wanted to become.
I loved you for all of you. The person you were, the person you are and the person you could be.
Even though, I did not fully know you.
I supported you when you had no one, I inspired you when you felt hopeless.
I helped you to see the light, when I suffered in the dark.
I gave to you, before I gave to myself, always.
They say love is blind, it is true; I loved you.
But to YOU,
I was only an infatuation, that suited you well at the time.
You took and took, and would tell me daily how it was not enough.
You dwelled on negativity and losses, never making it easy to see the light when I needed it.
You leaned on me and shed your worries, as I gained more, helpless.
You relied on me to solve everything, like a child looks to their mother.
You wanted and wanted, so I gave and gave. You took and thought nothing of it.
It was never enough.
I began to see your ways, and still I could not refuse you.
I hoped you were becoming the person you said you wanted to become.
I hoped I was making a positive difference in your life.
I was wrong; I enabled you.
I let you take advantage of me, until I had nothing to give to myself.
That has ended. With that end, came so many more.
You are not my lover, nor ever will be again. You are not my solitude, you were only confinement.
You are not the one who brings me joy, only aggravation.
You are not my friend, and you never were.
You are the woman who has two faces.
One face is shown when a person is of use to you. The other face is shown when they're no longer useful.
YOU will never know true happiness, only the facade you create.
You may have caused me pain, but you have taught me.
I may have fallen, but now I rise.
******* and the donkey you ride!