under my wounded pride, i always say you never had me.

that you were just one of my fantasies granted, like how cinderella met her prince.

i know these are feelings never to share with you anymore.

that at least for once, I’ve kept something of me you didn’t know and realizing it, is my crowning glory.

The real enemy is myself… i easily completely reveal all of me, limitless and never ending.

as i slowly unfold myself unto you.. you started drifting apart. i feel it and i’ve never been so afraid in my life.

i tried to ignore what i was feeling…drowned in the thoughts that you could do more.

that you are someone unlike them. someone who will knock me down yet will pick me up after.

day after day, you witness how i messed up. how weak i was and how i couldn’t stand for myself. how i could no longer handle the situation and i cling unto you for strength. you began to tremble too… lost for words and started doubting if it was all we will ever be.

like a snow in winter, you become cold, and i burnt. yes, not all that burns is hot. i look into your eyes, i see a ******* fire. i thought she was flaming with undying endearment for me.

yet I remember, your eyes are mirrors and i am looking at my own reflection.

with careful planned moves, your gear shifted. instead of going forward, you reversed back. you look past of the girl you once adored.

all you see is a woman so torn that you decide you would love her no more. then you ended it all without a warning.

i hated you…i hated you that instead of blaming the situation, you blamed me. that instead of facing it on, you exited the easy way out.  

you utter words that cut me into pieces, cause wounds that only “longevity” could heal.

listen, i carry the invisible scars that will forever bleed.