You're All Two Sides, and Struggling

Each and everything that happens to us, we're supposed to be brainwashed into believing it was our fault all along.

I never would have thought the smallest mistakes, the smallest fights, would finally break him enough to leave me.
And I never would have thought I wouldn't be able to pick up the pieces on my own.

I never wanted to see him again, that was my plan. One day I'd be strong enough, and I could glue myself together and not need him for any part of it.

If only it were that easy.