she called you
until she couldn't
stand it anymore.

you ignored her
until she no longer cared.

lowest of lows
you taught her
to live without you.
without your touch.
without your love.
without your hand to help her..

she remembered those
promises you made to her..
every one of them broken.
she remembered
the one where you'd
always be there to help her back up
when she felt she was falling..

she remembered
as a tear came
silently slipping
down her cheek.


you came back,
and you made love to her.

making her feel
momentarily
special.

repressing all the times
she needed you most,
when you left her
and chose everyone else
and yourself
over and over and over
again.

you were always the one she chose.
even after all she went through
just to be with you,
you can't tell her
you no longer want her.
as she blindly no longer knows what she's fighting for...

she never thought she'd have to try this hard
to earn someone's love...attention...affection...
that was once so freely and unconditionally given...


...you came back,
and you made love to her.

reassuring her you
would never leave her
the way she feared.

only to abandon her
once again.