You turned your back so you wouldn’t see her crumble
You walked away so you didn’t hear her cry
So she looks at me, her eyes so big and round
Her whole body contracts with an ache that can’t be soothed
Her anguish voiced in raw and violent sounds
And when she is physically spent she becomes quiet
And silent tears stream down her cheeks.
But the days move on…
Each day I watch her
Try to have courage,
Try to move forward,
Try to heal.
But if she dares take a glimpse back
Allows her thoughts to remind her,
Or her bravery is lost,
She breaks all over again.
She still wonders…
What did she do?
What was her fault?
Is she so horrible?
These are the questions she is left voicing to me.
And I can not answer them.
Only try and reassure..
You took everything.
Her ability to dream.
You Took It All
And just walked away.
You selfish prick.