One became two at one point.
I think I was caught up.
Maybe I did love at the time,
Maybe I didn't.  
Looking back,
through the ripples of time
Back over
730 days...
I see now that I
was only in love with the
idea of love.
I wasn't as clear as the ocean.

I was seen
A soul who thought she had a
stone heart.
And common sense instead
of emotion
A mind over the song of heart
strings
When you love, truly love
You trust and protect
But in truth, you're merely
cutting open your chest
Letting the blood flow
and cupping your beating heart
Trusting someone not to return with
a knife.
I was stabbed there
And the knife was further twisted
When you and your friends
laughed...

Relishing in being single.
Apparently, I have phallophobia

And you announced this
on social media
while
pouring salt and lemon juice into
my wounds...
That's when a glass broke in mind
Love left me blind
Realization made me wise
And I walked away

My limp gone
My scars bare
My eyes dried
Instantly

And a year later,
After the slander,
You message me
Asking for friendship and that
we should catch up
Like everything was OK

Even if I was naive enough to agree
What's there too catch up on?
Honestly?
When you've proven to be
untrustworthy
undeserving
and conniving

You can wait for as long as you want
Till my last breath,
I won't look back
Every chapter closes
You just realised too late

The heartbreak gave me wisdom

Ladies and gentleman,
if you have an ex,
Remember this

Ex = Experience
Ex = Example
Ex = Expiration

And don't ever feel succumb to the
temptation of getting an EXplanation
For anything.
There will come a day
when your head asks
"Do you care about them still?"
and your heart will respond
"Nah. Couldn't care less."

You, heartbreaker, are
at the end of the road

Face
The
Ex=it