Letter to My Ex.
I wish this was a love poem.
I wish this was a “I’ll always love you I wish you well” poem, but instead I’m here to tell you It’ll always be fuck you. Respectfully. I gave you the blueprint on how to love me. Instead, you used it against me. Built a foundation of all the excuses on why you couldn’t just love me.
You started from the bottom of my trauma worked your way up to my aspirations, put in work to expose me in all the wrong ways and celebrated when I finally came crashing down.
Pulled me straight from the root of my healing and picked the petals of what was left of my energy.
I gave you everything.
I was never your enemy.
I provided you with the love you thought you never needed.
Filled your glass full.
You could’ve drowned in all the good I gave to you.
I told you you’ll always feel me. I hope it hurts.
I left my vital spark on all things before I left.
There won’t be a day that goes by in your life where something or someone
won’t remind you of me.
Any smell or resonance will instantly bring memories of me to the deepest parts of your mind, and I will build a foundation there.
The memories of me alone will build a home in your mind until you come crashing down but this time, I won’t be there to build you back up again.
—Chelseamarae
I Wrote this with a broken heart... and I guess I was a little bitter too.
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