You made me crave you.
Your body, your scent, your touch.
You turned sex into a drug
and me into a junkie.
I was high off your attention
and dying in your absence.
You knew it.
You loved that power.
You ran to your new man
while painting halos around your mess.
Your family? Clapping in the background
like you just won something.
Like you weren’t the one who
turned love into a battlefield
then blamed me for the blood.
Then turned around and made me the villain
in your made-up world.
My family stood up for me
And you made them the monsters.
My aunt slapped you?
Good.
She should’ve slapped me too
—for being blind.
For begging for scraps of love
from someone who was already fucking someone else.
I started apologizing for things you did.
I defended you even when you were already
out there—Opening your legs for the man who didn’t bleed for you like I did.
And still…
I stayed.
Called it love,
When it was really just slow suicide.
You broke me,
"Fuck Closure, I Needed a Rescue"
-(She Didn't Break Me, I Just Let Her)-
By: B.C.S. (Me)
I could’ve been with anyone,
But I chose you.
Stupid of me, I know.
You fed me lies like love,
Made me believe I was the problem.
Gaslighted me so good,
Oh no, don’t worry about me. I’m just the guy everyone vents to, leans on, ignores, and forgets to ask “You good?” Classic main character energy. ✌️🙂
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