For Jessie "Untitled"

It’s a sad thing
To say
That our love is
Deteriorating.
Falling apart at the
Seams.
That you don’t even care enough
To say I love you anymore.
That we weren’t going to make it through
From the start.

It was hopeless.
And I just want you to know,
I loved you.

It’s a sad thing
To say
I loved you.

That I don’t anymore.
Maybe it’s because you’ve hit me once or twice.
Maybe it’s because you’ve lied to me more than once.

I can’t trust you anymore.
I used you trust you with my life.
But all that I can bet on now,
Is that if I stay with you,
My new bed, will be in a hospital.
Myself, connected to a life support.
You sitting by my bed,
Wondering why you couldn’t
Control your anger.

Why I was the one to receive your hurt,
Your pain, your hits.
Why I was the one to receive bruises, slaps,
Broken bones, and concussions.

Just know that once,
I loved you.
But now, every time I look at you
I remember the torture you put me through
How scared I was when I was in your arms.

The nights when I would sleep over,
And you’d get mad at me.

Just know that I couldn’t ever forgive you.
Just know that I won’t ever forget.

Just know that I once, I only once
Loved you.