I believed it had to happen, there was a lesson to be learned; there were things that did not add up; there were things I needed to know.
In spite of all the denials, the false accusations and the blame, he left me for his reasons, I know now I was not the one that lived with shame.
It’s interesting how suffering blinds you, your senses have all gone numb; you desperately wanted to believe the lies, you needed to know if things would ever be the same, would we ever live as one.
His lies were so convincing, he convinced me that I was all wrong; he blamed me for being the problem, left me questioning my sanity, left me broken and in a fog.
Begged time and time again, to turn his head around, wracked my brain for answers, he wasn’t willing to tell the truth, wasn’t willing to make a sound.
This breakup had to happen, my heart just had to be broken; in the end he valued nothing we had, left me shattered, bruised and forever hoping.
I’m beginning to come full circle, he finally was willing to explain, said he could not do it anymore, he finally admitted that it was my age.
Shocked into my reality, couldn’t believe it happened to me, I tried my best to be his everything, he decided I wasn’t young enough, decided he had to be free.
He’s cold and so very distance, speaks to me with no emotion or concern, never thought my age would be a factor, at my age I’m still amazed at how much I have learned.
Can’t deny my heart is crushed, no one could ever understand my pain, nothing I can do about who I am, nothing I can do about my age.
Said he wants to have children, said he needs to live another life, said he couldn’t stand being with me, couldn’t stand another day of me being his wife.
It’s all over now, he’s moved on to pursue his dreams, nothing left but legal ramifications, of a marriage built on sand, it ended and all I can do is scream.
This is how the story ends, he made promises he couldn’t keep, pick myself up and no more crying, it’s time that I get some sleep.
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