been a while so here you goo <33

the garden of you in my heart
the one you invaded with
loosestrifes and bittersweets
it’s finally back to bloom

i’ve weeded you out
the bittersweet love is no more
and you can try
but the feelings have died

i pray for you sometimes
i don’t know to what
or why
but i sure as fuck try

i hope you get better
i hope you learn to love yourself
i hope you use no one else as your mental crutch
because as little as you want to admit, i never deserved this.

and i know you’re reading this,
you sick fuck.
and i know you’re trying to pry your way back in
but i’m stronger now.

and i deserved so much better.
i’m not perfect, but i wanted to be
i loved you the way you should’ve loved me
i supported you, i killed my sense of self
for someone, who would leave me
to go to someone else
i’m a victim of your slavery
your mental thrash
the minute i was unuseful,
you came and bit me in the ass.

well, here’s all i have left to say,
fuck you.
and i mean that with every bit of my being
to the man who thought this was build a bitch
and i was the perfect therapist boyfriend he was dreaming.