P.S. I love you

I sit, watching, trembling at the sheer cruelty of the events that unfold right before my eyes… cowering behind a sheath of insecurity and uncertainties… in a lost daze I gaze at the ghastliness of it all… watch as my heart is stolen, my breathe is taken, my soul is siphoned out of body, my mojo is snatched, my happiness seized and my radiance dimmed to a mere shadow of what once was, what never was… watched as you took what was “me” away, packed in a purple bag, and smiled at the stunning carcass that lay at your feet, void of all spirit, all life… like a thief in the night… hell, motherfucker you couldn't even wait until the darkness concealed your horror … as the sun shone in my empty eyes I watched… We could have had it all… never agreed on anything less… I wanted you to have it all… silly fucking me… I gave you all… I poured as you drank… the more I poured the more you drank… glass always half empty ... reciprocity nonexistent in our world, in your world… it was always your world… I was nothing more than a mere minion, a jester chosen to entertain you… I pulled out all tricks while you called all shots… I gave you my all… too much was never enough… I loved the fuck out of you… you fucked over my love… fuck love… you never gave a lovely fuck… happiness became pain… luminosity transforming to the darkness that envelopes hell… trust converted to paranoia… Forevers now nevers...I sit… cold and lonely… I crouch, like a wounded gazelle, observing, behind broken stained glass as loves develops into hatred… hiding behind the seeds of diffidence that you planted with such clandestine grace and poise… an evil, detestable Samaria ninja… your iniquities never sitting on your conscience, never disturbing the peace that the heart thrives on for you have none… heartless warrior… soulless bandit… a con artist with good dick.. I loved you… you fucked me… you motherfucker… Fucking crook… pilfered my most valuable possessions, the rudiments of my core, my essence… deceiving my wits with false hopes and empty dreams… pushing nut laced with bullshit that you force fed me through a feeding tube of a dick… grinning like a fucking Cheshire cat as I lovingly swallowed your deception with such fervor… surreptitiously laughing at my stupidity as you thrashed my soul with each bang of your dick against my ass… savoring my cries of pain that I foolishly interpreted as pleasure… planting soft kisses of death across my yoni… my untimely demise part of your evil masterplan you fucking beautiful little liar... I would run faster than the show-off cheetah... I would scream like the fictional banshees that haunt the night... I should cry out as if I were a ferocious hurricane over a land of white sand... My voice... Gone... Rationale... Gone... Any sensation... Gone... Along with my heart, my breathe, my siphoned soul, my mojo, my joy, my fucking GLOW that made me "Me"... Vanished... Leaving me with nothing more than lustful memories, extraordinary "scars" and my sight... So that I could watch... As you throw that purple bag over your shoulder... Stuffed to the seams with Viola... Viola I love you... If this is love I prefer being hated... P.S. I LOVE YOU! ~Viola Monroe

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