I just felt sorry for
you.
No crueler words could
have been so easily spoke. It was worse than I’m sorry. It tarnished everything.
Like the crawl up your skin when you see an army of ants and worms swarming over
a dead corpse.
I was so thirsty that
I soaked myself in everything you offered.
The care that you so
lovingly bestowed was kindness wrapped with concern. You knew my favourites, so
you simply ensured that I would feel their comfort.
You once told me I
deserve the best that life can give, and it would happen; that someone would
work hard to make it happen. And I believed that I had found that in you.
Everything that we had was a figment of my
imagination.
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