i have traded my self love
for his i love you

i had no idea i was covering up
his own insecurities with
ever bit of affection and forgiveness i had left.

countless times have i mistaken
his jealousy for thinking i was loved.
i didn't know that jealousy
was a prison he voluntarily stays in.
i didn't know i was already held captive
until he dangled the key right in front of me.

- *CPM