(Disclaimer: THIS IS A CREATIVE RESPONSE TO ANOTHER BLOGGER ONLY)
Ours once was a love that was carefree, but now it lies strewn with the debris, of the feelings we had, some were good, most were bad. I’m just happy I found strength to break free.
Now the hate that you’re feeling towards me, is unfounded, but how else could you see, that the cracks had appeared and the feelings you feared, had compounded and grown exponentially?
Please don’t think that I’m taking this easy, as those wounds that you cut, they’ve all scarred me. So, I’m taking a stand and I hold out my hand, for a truce that could set both our hearts free.
I would love to look up and see clearly. Recognise all the shit that you gave me, but as love was our thing and we both just fell in, I’ll consider myself an escapee!
