i still get butterflies
sometimes
and i’m reminded
of the days
where i could curl into your arms
where i could dissect
Your brain
and You could dissect
mine.

i struggled
but You were there.
i panicked
but You stayed.
i wanted
to die
but You wouldn't let me.
You held my hand.

but I was manipulated
and I was your toy
to play with.
but I am stronger
than a mere doll.
I am a fighter,
a warrior,
a human.

and despite my confused emotions
and mislead feelings
I will stand true to my course.
I will ignore My
idiotic heart
and I will continue forth
on My life
without you.