Not

My secret to you is that I'm not the girl you loved

I am not the sweet words laced with innocence

The bright eyes and clear minds

I am not the picnic you took me too on our first date

Not the flowing skirts and cheeky smiles

I live in a universe of my own 

With just me and my poisonous thoughts

The curses

The recklessness

The concrete cold heart with chips and cracks and missing pieces

I am so much more

and yet

I am less than you have ever known 

I am not the girl you fell in love with 

But the girl who shattered you and never bothered to pick up the shards