Defeated by Your Love

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You can’t rise above something if it’s eating you up inside. - “Tell me Lies”


Reliving old texts.

Upset with me,

For my unhappiness.

You brought her out,

Then resented me for it.

You turned your wrong doings.

Into my hearts fucking problems.


All I did was love you.

Until your choices and actions,

Made me lose respect for you. 

I still tried like hell.

Fighting battles,

That you didn’t even ask me to.

After you relapsed.

You said you’d try.

But never saw it working 

Didn’t you.


Ghosting me.

Every week.

Just to come back,

And tell me you love me.

So why on earth would I think

We were done,

If you didn’t verbalize it 

Properly to me. 

Why would you even say

It’s cause you didn’t 

want to hurt me.

Cause you did.


Exploiting my emotions,

Until I’d react. 

Telling me,

That I love to fight.

I didn’t know you were 

Causing my behavior

Just to turn around and 

judge that fucking character.

It was pure torture.

Coming and going,

in and out of my everyday life.

When I was the only one 

Living stable.


Venting to me,

When you needed an ear.

I’d listen, give you advice

and be there.

Til you’d fucking disappear.

Then say I’m acting crazy,

For showing up there.

Every alarm inside went off.

How else would any lover fucking react.

Telling me to calm down,

When you set me off.


Deep down,

You just didn’t care,

about our relationship as much. 

I can make a list of your problems,

But loving me was number one.

Because I couldn’t sit calmly,

And watch you walk,

Your path of destruction.

I fought hell,

You chose to give up.


I cannot handle another 

Relationship fail.

Just because I choose to love properly.

My soul doesn’t understand this realm. 

People suck in this life time. 

Cause now I’m feeling damaged.

I can’t even seek things 

That I always wanted.

My heart,

And everything else you touch 

Gets fucking abandoned. 


I wish I had it in me 

To be madder at you.

Always saying I was 

Crashing on your shores

It is true. 

I was mad as hell,

At everything you put me through.


Ask yourself,

If that happened to your daughter 

Would it be okay with you? 

There’s no excuse,

To fucking recluse.

I fucked up,

For holding on,

To all my love for you. 

For seeing a broken man,

And still loving you for you. 


Still, another love story,

Ends sadly untrue. 

You carry the weapon.

But say I’m the one 

who fired the shots.

While another queen

Lost to a pawn.

All because she was,

Defeated by your love. 




Written by Epiphany Tiffany 

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