to you ♡

~Chapter Three~♡~

The Ex...

"To her,

Maybe I did love you,

But that love didn't last long.

Just long enough for me to forget you and move on.

Maybe breaking up with you was easier than falling in love."

You wanted real love.

A real relationship, full of love, support and truths.

And I gave you none of that.

No love.

Only lies.

I left you feeling abandoned, with twisted lies lost in your head.

You were perfect, like a delicate flower, still in its blooming phase, its most vulnerable phase

And I broke it.

I pulled and tugged at you, pushing you to your limits.

And petal, by petal, you came crashing down.

The delicate flower was decaying, its petals were torn, stepped on, discoloured, and left helpless.

It left a sense of pride on my chest- pushing you to your limits, waiting for the perfect moment to break you and leave you to fix the shattered pieces.

The thought made me smile.

Maybe I should've felt guilty.

Maybe I should've stopped breaking you when I could,

But I didn't

Because falling in love, to me, was all about being in control,

Like a game where I had all the control over the pieces, choosing which ones the move and sacrifice.

I let you know what 'we' weren't real

We never were.

It was just an illusion in your mind.

You were blind. Blinded by love.

I told you that the world was cruel, that it didn't survive on peace and hope.

The reality isn't just ink on dead trees.

That finding love isn't a fairytale.

That your prince-charming wasn't going to ride in on a horse and save you from your miseries.

And I wore that pride on my chest like a badge

You were desperate for love.

You let me in without hesitation, arms open, heart unguarded.

You let me hold you, love you, while I tangled the stings of your heart, pulling when tight, pulling them wrong, until all that was left was a broken melody,

And a broken melody doesn't sound right. It never does.

Maybe there were some moments where something in me was lighter up by the presences of you,

The way you talk,

The way you looked at me like I was worth something.

But that feeling never lasted long as it was taken by the attention on someone else.

By the touch of their lips,

By the warmth of their arms,

But I still stayed, for the whole year,

Because I wasn't quite done with breaking you.

As you thought the love was real, it was slowing fading away,

It took some time for the truth to come out.

But by then you heard every lie,

Every whisper,

Every bad thing I said,

Because the truth always made its way out, reaching for the ones who need to hear it the most