he said I was crazy
but did he tell you
about how the vase
smashed across my face
how his hands that were
supposed to caress me
slapped my cheekbones
how his lips were meant
for tender kisses
only spat words of demeaning hate
did he tell you how his love for me
was only when I had done something
right but when I was wrong
I was told I was worthless
did he tell you that his friends
hated me because I was crazy
but only because he told his
half of the story
did he tell you he cheats on me
but its only cheating if I don't find out
and god forbid I found a man
that wasn't like him
but I'm still crazy because
he was with me until
I stepped out and found
someone who found
me beautiful in the eyes of him