The Diary of the Butterfly

The One

The One

Life was good and everything was still,

I found a way to let the light in,

God was there with me but I didn't really let Him in,

I was too guilty to feel like I should forget that I had sinned.

All in all, I was better still,

My mind was stable and things were great.

Until I met him not knowing that he'd be my biggest mistake.

I gave him everything I had, he took everything and, in some ways, you'd think he gave it back.

He was ruthless yet he was kind and gentle,

He had a way that played with my mental,

Yesterday I'd be enough then tomorrow he'd tell me he had, had enough.

He protected me from everything outside but he broke me down just to build me up.

He was like the arsonist firefighter but I loved him just the same.

I loved him through all his wicked ways.

He was the one for me, the one I'll never be able to replace.

I love him still but that love is lined with hate.

On some days he loved me more than he did himself,

Other days though he disregarded me and me put me at the back of his shelf.

I was welcomed around all his friends and they all knew who I was.

I had forgotten all I had worked on before; he became my strength and so much more.

He was my life, my whole heart at that;

I thought I was a "trophy wife" to him but I was just a girl he loved on occasions; all in all he just wanted to fuck.

One thing about him though he almost always told the truth, like that was some kind of hidden rule.

He made me feel peace in the cruelest way I have ever seen.

He was the devil and, in some way, I was his queen.

He was a monster and he made me cry tears that could fill the seven seas.

Everything he did though made me stronger than I have been.

He put me on a path that I'll never leave,

He made me realize my worth

And I'm certain that there will never be another time in my life where I subject myself to such hostility,

Just because there is a sliver of hope that the person may love me.

TionaH🦋