Transformation

Even ten years later I can’t deny the hold you had over me.

Twisted and tormented, my spirit broken.

I sacrificied myself for you, over and over.

Watched as you took my offering and cast it aside thoughtlessly.

And still I stayed.

We were meant to be I convinced myself. Soul mates.

If only, if only I whispered to the darkness.

My tears turned into rage as the days turned into months and years.

I see so clearly now the truth which back then I was blind to.

My part and yours. As the saying goes it takes two to tango.

Soul mates it seems come in many forms.

Yin and yang. Darkness and light.

Our relationship manifesting into something to be despised.

It is only now that I can look back and see what I needed, you could never give freely.

I look at my reflection in the mirror and smile and my soul mate smiles back at me.