I see me…

I see me…
Until now all I saw was you
All I thought was you
All I felt was you
My life was you

My existence was your shadow
Lingering at your side but never able to reach you
Confined to being with you without having you

I see me…
All of me
Unmarred by your memory
Free from the person who worshipped you

I see ME…
Me without you

– Mamello Maitse

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“Loving you was the most exquisite form of self destruction”

our love…
exists.
our love exists,
behind closed doors,
behind four walls
that push up against my lungs
squeezing until I suffocate.
our love exists while you
stand there and stare,
open mouthed
unable to accept
the fact that you denied
a delicate butterfly
the right to take off
that you set fire to a field
of tulips that were begging
for new fallen rain.
you touch me with electricity,
but i am used to this burn.
i am used to this broken feeling;
the feeling after your wings have been
plucked off
and every last layer of skin
has been set on
fire.

– By Alex