Harry Potter

So here it is.
We are finally through.

After weeks, months, of your watching me drown, in an attempt to rescue us from an all too certain extinction, you cheated  and called it quits.
You could have done it differently. With respect. With pride. With compassion. Like a human being.
I deserved that much.

Words don't come easily now. I don't know what to take away from us. Is there anything good left to salvage? The ship's sunk already. I don't seem to find much amidst the debris.

Your verbal violence, your physical abuse, your cheating. You hurt so much you felt the need to reciprocate how life had fucked you up on me. I've always been there, I've always been understanding, loving, forgiving.
I feel like I lost.
It feels like a huge waste.
I feel like a huge waste.

All those years spent waiting for someone to trust, someone who could show me the way. You did not have to ruin me. Not that way.
And though I am used to being over-dramatic,
It does not bode well  when chairs are flying around.

Through thick and thin, and let's be honest for a second, mostly super thin, I've been here. Sure I've made mistakes. I've had mishaps.
But I never tortured you.

Now I'm left here, and I don't know what to make of it. Stokholm syndrome and hyper-dependance, as well as a bad case of hero complex thrust me into this mess. I'm all tangled up.
How am I to trust again?
Eventually I guess. But never entirely.

Ultimately, you crashed us on the ground and I did everything I could to prevent that. But it was not enough. It was never enough for you to be loved.
You are haunted, you are troubled, and I've only been a recipient of your anger and the darkest corners of your soul.
Utter selfishness, morbid lust, manipulation. I knew all that. All the way.
And yet I still thought I could change you.

It has been the reason of my demise.

It's been raining non-stop for a week.
Donald Trump is President of the United States.
The woman I love and gave everything for came for another man.

What a shitty week it's been.

And now what?
I have a flawless support system in place. I have been through a broken heart before, I know how hard it's gonna be, but I know I'll eventually learn to make do without it.
I am the victim, for real this time. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm pretty sure I'm going there without you now.

The love of one person is not enough to mend two broken souls.
And once again I'm biting the dust.

But I guess it'll be okay one day.
One day.

It will be okay.

Bye Manon.

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