I was blinded by lies and charm.
Drained by your self hate.
As much as I lacked at seeing
I am the one who made all the mistakes.
Falling in love was a curse.
Falling out of love is the cure.
No more being distracted by the lust.
No more being pulled into your hurt.
You are right I do not need you.
You are right you can not help me.
I was on a destructive past.
I only have to thank you.
Thank you for doing what I did not have the strength to do.
But here I am pulling through.