I will tell you about selfish people
Even when they know they will hurt you, they walk into your life to taste you because you are the type of being they don't want to miss out on
You are too much shine to not be felt
So when they have gotten a good look at everything you have to offer
When they have taken your skin, your hair, your secrets with them
When they realize how real this is
How much of a storm you are and it hits them
That is when the cowardice sets in
That is when the person you thought they were is replaced with the sad reality of what they are
That is when they lose every fighting bone in their body and leave after saying "you will find better than me"
You will stand there naked with half of them still hidden somewhere inside you and sob
Asking them why they did it
Why they forced you to love them when they had no intention of loving you back
And they'll say something along the lines of I just had to try. I had to give it a chance. It was you after all
But that isn't romantic. It isn't sweet.
The idea that they were so engulfed by your existence that had to risk breaking it for the sake of knowing they weren't the one missing out
Your existence meant that little next to their curiosity of you
This is the thing about selfish people
They gamble entire beings. Entire souls to please their own. One second they are holding you like the world in their lap and the next they have belittled you to a mere picture
A moment. Something of the past. One second.
As if the human heart means that little to them
Isn't it sad and funny how people have more guts these days to undress you with their fingers than they do to pick up the phone and call. Apologize. For the loss
And this is how you lose her
jacinto2:
It is, to weep.