*I was going to skip this week since I kept coming back to this particular situation when writing. Then I decided to post it anyway.
A Change For The Better:
I’ve been with you too long.
Lacking self-esteem, little self-worth.
Have the bruises to prove it.
Rarely even see my family anymore.
I’ve tried to leave many times.
I keep coming back to you.
Promises of change, no more hurt.
It still continues. I’m losing myself.
Couldn’t understand why people would stay.
Never thought I would be here.
I love you but I don’t.
Final straw, had enough, I leave.
I surprise myself and stay away.
Meet a great guy like no other.
We marry just five months later.
That was over fifteen years ago.
Sometimes I still think about you, unfortunately.
Worry about women who don’t know.
But my husband was a change
for the better. Taught me love.
Helped my heart heal from you.
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