This is why I left you
I left you for good reason. I left you because you were bad for me. You made me feel as though I was less. Less than myself. Less than you. You wanted it that way because deep in your heart, you knew you didn’t deserve me.
I left you because I felt trapped. I felt held back. I felt suffocated. But at the time, I did not realize. I did not know you were doing this to me. You charmed your ways into getting what you wanted. Me. In your own control. Except you never got me and that did not sit right with you.
I left you because this was not love. No matter how much it felt like love, this was not true love. It was not kind love. Because love doesn’t scream to you when it gets angered. Love doesn’t call you names or make you doubt your self worth. Love doesn’t make you crumble. And it should never feel rotten like death.
I left you because I left myself. Amidst all the love and drama, I got lost. I lost my marvelous mind and restless soul. I lost my derpy sarcastic sense of humour that I so missed. I lost the greatness in my being and settled for the hopeless romantic. I settled for someone who wanted to please. So when I left, I felt free.
So I left you for me. I left you to seek solace in my own self and for me to realize my own self worth. I’ve come to find home in myself and true love in me. I find happiness in my own mind and I find electricity in my own soul. I left you to stand up for myself. For once in my life. I did it for myself. So this wasn’t for you, it was, in all of its forms, my own way to pay respect to me.
