You had No Right

To rip me apart,

Leaving me wounded and torn,

For someone else to fill the gaps,

And mend the seams.

To come back again,

And tear from the same old places,

But this time making sure the damage,

Is harder to repair.

To tread all over me,

Rubbing me with grime as you go,

With a stain that takes some time to go away,

Even though it took you a fraction of the time to make it.

To leave me hanging,

Helpless, unexplained, unanswered,

Just because you thought I didn't fit right,

and that I was at times what you called "clingy".

To tell me I with whom you felt most "comfortable",

That nothing and no one else,

Made you feel this way,

And felt so right with you.

To throw me away,

Used and unwanted,

Back to where I started,

Not wanting any more at all.

To tell me so much of lies,

And then push me away for another,

To repeat my story to someone else,

All over again.

But most of all,

You had no right at all,

To break down the tall walls which I had built around me,

To make me act as I have never done before,

To bring out my stupidity, vulnerability, weakness, and other raw emotions,

To lie to me every step of the way and hurt me beyond anything I have felt before,

To feel no guilt about your actions, and act nonchalant.

To make me want to hate you for what you did,

And in the process hating myself more,

For laying down my defences.

To make me feel numb,

With pain and sadness,

Instead of anger and spite.

And not hate you at all,

But just wish you were happy and content.

I really do.

Written in 2010