Lifted, shape shifted. Shattering into broken pieces...of me.
Falling apart from a broken heart. Was it lust or did I have your heart.
You seduced me but you must admit, you used the word love to loosely.
You said you wanted me and would do anything for me.
One that was not complete, until I called your phone
and heard a sweet voice on the other end.
How could this be I gave you my virginity.
I tried moving on but my broken heart wont let me.
Referring back to old text messages soothes me.
You moved me, shook me then released me.
I must admit you schooled me.
Now that's the old me. Now that I am stronger you think its all behind me.
You don't know me and you don't deserve me. Looking back I don't understand
why I allowed this to consume me. I am stronger than you ever will be.
By
Taleatha John-Jules
(Poetic Aphrodite)
