A Scared Girl

It’s not that he was a good guy,

Not that I loved him more than anything,

It’s not that he was thoughtful or sweet.

It’s not that he was madly in love with me.

No, that was not why I stayed.

It was that charm he had.

It drove me insane.

That passion-- about everything he did.

It’s that he took everything I had.

My love,

My heart,

My smile,

My self respect.

All of it,

He took all of it.

And left me--with nothing.

So wildly hurt,

I lost every bit of myself--to him.

Afraid to be with someone else,

My wounded personality and shattered heart,

Would scare them away.

In the same breath,

I was horrified to be alone.

Hated being by myself,

With my self incriminating thoughts.

I let him do this,

Take away everything.

Leaving behind a bruised heart and a bleeding soul.

A tortured mind.

A scared girl.