He let me down with the constant plethora of lies.
His lips once kissed both my lips, are now the symbol of his evil core.
I thought I had died in the period of December 2023, but then I realised he was always this way, the devil I refused to see.
The time passed, and I stopped watching the clock, the tick, tick, tick and the views on TikTok. Down a rabbit hole, I crawled further along the moss-green-covered walls, and in the end, I found more darkness in the form of evil spores. His spores floated around the city, temporarily affixed to others. He became a whore in many ways, from his mind to his toxic heart.
I used to wish for more from him and only him.
Because he fed me tiny droplets of hope, and like the delusional partial girlfriend, I drank it up.
It has taken me a long time, but I have finally escaped.
Now, I drink lemon water from a glass and hold hands with my future. I stare into trusting eyes, and I know one day we will meet our son.
Once, I gave my partial boyfriend, aka the devil whore of addicts, my undivided attention and unconditional love. In exchange for? Less than the bare minimum.
Then, in January, a grey-blue phoenix swooped down through my window and sprinkled common sense in my eyes. To such a phenomenal woman, I value you beyond words that can be transcribed.
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