Lethal silence
Out of all the toxins, you were destined to be lethal to me. You lifted me up, just to shoot me down. Butter me up with your sweet words. Spoke out promises that you couldn't fulfil. Feeding me your loving crumb by crumb, enough to keep me alive but never enough to make me feel fed. Only to leave me starving at the end, with no explanation. Your "I love You"s were meaningless long before they turned to deathly silence, but it still broke my heart. Not because I needed your loving for survival, but because I don't know the real reason that shifted the change. It felt like the change was gradual - me telling you I needed you and you continuously not making any effort to be there for me, for us. And even though it hurts, I knew it from the start. But your apologies mixed with empty promises and buttered up words made me stay. It made me doubt my senses, my gut feeling and my value as a woman. It made me feel that I'm not enough for you. But I gave you every loving ...