The purge

I wanted more of him

My adore was him, 

no ever after - closed that chapter 

Moving backwards, 

tit for tat

But isn’t that just how it’s always been?

So I leave, though I say my prayers twice for him

& close my eyes just to call to the skies for him

I must’ve lived in more than twice the sin, lost his trust to lust,

& somehow he can’t forgive, or sacrifice his pride despite all the lives we’ve lived.

But never would I lie to him 

My heart’s reserved 

do I deserve all the tears I’ve cried for him?

I think I’ve died for him 

All for nothing then..

my mind is muffled it’s a struggle to stop loving him 

So I release my old ways for him

Including all the love I’d saved for him

Or would’ve 

gave to him, what a way to live

can’t spend a lifetime chasing him