My poisonous gift

My poisonous gift

My poisonous gift

You were beautiful. Your deep blue eyes made me feel like I was swimming in the darkest of oceans.Your scent was intoxicating,addicting and oh so sweet. You were my pride, my trophy, my reason.

You were also the devil. Dressed in the purest of angels. Your white dress made me melt on the coldest of days but who would have thought you were so deadly.

Your promises turned to lies and false hopes. Your beautiful smile turned upside down and your ocean quickly flooded with tears. You just couldn’t take it. Your cute jealousy quickly turned into a hatred. Our aruments went from 2 minutes to 2 hours. I saw the love fade in your eyes. Waiting so long for me to give a sign. Any sign that we would last. I was dumb. Telling you the simple truth: I can’t know if we’ll be together forever, but please don’t beat yourself up if we break up.

Who would have thought she would actually do it. She was such a fragile girl. Her depression consummed her and her hatred towards herself drew everyone away. Except me.

I thought I had you under my sleeve. I thought I could have you forever if I wanted to. I thought you’d love my flaws and my imperfections. I thought you loved it when I was jealous or when I made rude comments on that one boy in your class who kept talking to you.

Who would have thought.. who would have thought that exact same guy would take my spot and steal your heart. Who would have thought he’d love you better than I ever could? Who would have thought you’d leave me to quickly go to someone else even though you promised me a lifetime together. In just two months you ruined me. In just two months you made me feel. In two months I went from being the happiest person alive to being the most heartbroken person to walk the earth. You were so beautiful. You were my trophy. But I see now who you really are. You’re a poisonous gift. You stay closed until someone decides to open you up. And once they do, they  regret ever meeting you. But unlike everyone else, I crave it. I stick around for it.

You’re my poisonous gift.

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