Words...And youll never understand how much they hurt. Like when you said it wasnt your issue or like last time, you said i never put you first. But its hard because...I just dont see them as words, because they hurt. Words...and its like an uncalled for hit to the heart and from the start youve hurt me intentional or unintentionally. And I hold my chest, and the heart beats wont rest or let up for my sake because it aches. Its funny because you say...they were just meaning less words...meaningless. Words...and you say them everytime, trying to hurt me, succeeding in that area and asking for forgiveness from a shattered heart, a scarred soul, a broken reflection. Oh but let me not forget that you said they were just words... Words...and you say them with such seriousness and such power, trying to take over my heart by the hour, by the antonym and every syllable. And you contradict yourself when you speak. And you sound hypocritical as you use those same words to hurt me, to prove me wrong. But in the end, I should remember that they were only words. Words...like competition when really everytime, i pushed you to the top. But it was never enough because you still came out your mouth with me not caring...but...I chose you over him. Then i chose you over HIM and risked losing him in the process. Risked to relationships for one and then you have the ******** nerve to say you werent at the top? Words...want to hear my words? For me to choose you over them...hurt more than anything but i did so and you still find the dignity to try to hurt me, and i try to remember, to never forget that they are just words. Words...words...its hard to remember that they are just words when you constantly use those words to hurt me...desert me emotionally. Words...that you use to hurt.
-Diandrea (the poetic side)
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