All the times you held me while I cried. The times I came running into your arms because I just couldn’t do it anymore. The days were I couldn’t find air to breathe, you came running and gave me some of yours. The tears I’ve cried in your arms could fill an ocean, the love I never had to doubt.
So how could you. How could you hurt me. I sweep the ground you walk on, I cook the hot food that fills your belly, I wash and fix the clothes you wear on your back, I nurture and love our family, I went to hell and back bringing two lives into this world and I continue to do these things for you because I thought that’s what you did when you love someone. But I never thought you’d turn around and hurt me just like the rest of them. I can’t believe you hurt me. My heart feels like it’s ripping out of my chest. I can’t breathe on my own never mind when you’re standing in the room next to me. How am I supposed to keep going when I CANT BREATHE. How am i supposed to look at you and love you day in and day out. You’re breaking me and that doesn’t even make a dent in you. Each time you come for me you take a piece.
One day you’ll have taken the last piece and I’ll be gone. how could you do this to me.