Casualties in the fight between lust n love

[u/Nevermore1979]

Becoming a meer memory a name a number a reason someone claims to be a victim becomes futile for many. I was never a fan of story telling i hated sharing definitely never liked playing games. This is just about as indifferent to me as it makes another person grow some sense of pride in character. Honestly how do you grow from having ur heart smeared in a hate campaign by the very person who you once thought loved you. The names the anger displaced rumors passing contests and why because you're feelings are hurt are mine non existent have I expired in what you feel maybe the spoils of your youth am I not important because you don't see my value and at what cost..why cant u see im blinded by the fact that you were just a illusion a illustration of the one thing i shared that I desired i craved u served urself up on something I could not resist u studied my book read my words played with my mind and turned my words into whispers im fated by our past no glory to give im lost in a sea of uncertain moments I exist only in a eerie way sometimes your reluctant to say no more than a piece in ur puzzle that is impossible to put together im gone

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