The Inner Workings Of My Heart: A Series Of Poems

Ruined

Let me tell you a story

About a boy and girl

Madly in love and happy as could be

Or at least that's what it seemed

Or did it?

All of their friends and family new that a storm was coming

The arguing, the fighting, the torment

It was only a matter of time

Everyone knew what was about to happen

Except the girl

Clueless and in love

She waited for him to come home

To kiss him lovingly and tell him how she had missed him

But he never showed

2 AM and she hadn't heard from him

She began to panic and lose control

3 AM and still no call

She's having a panic attack now

Calling emergency rooms to see if something had happened

6 AM

Finally he calls

Her chest was tight, her eyes burning from the tears that streamed down her face

She couldn't breathe

She couldn't speak

87 missed calls, because what is a terrified wife to do except call

Do not tell me it was an accident that you missed all those calls

Do not tell me how sorry you are because of what you did

You knew exactly what you were doing and continued to do for months after that night

Pulling me along on a string

Like a toy for a child

You broke this toy beyond repair

And you feel no remorse for it

You used me and manipulated me

You took my fragile heart and shattered it

I thought about killing myself so many of those nights

So many of those hellish nights

Sitting alone in the dark

In a big empty bed

Wondering what I did wrong

But, I learned something

That even though I made my mistakes

You were the one to blame for this

You were the arson holding the matches

The murderer with the knife in your hands

The girl died that day

Left with nothing but a husk of the person that used to live in this body

You ruined her

And you have nothing to say for it

Now, you have a new girl

And I pray for her

Because she thinks you're great

But I know the truth