She was the first
I gave my heart and my soul.
My very first time.
Two broken souls, married,
One who would submit
The other who could not talk,
Except through anger and
Destruction.
Stab in my heart and
Trust,
Repeated over the years
Wearing away
At the person I was
Until I could finally
Walk away
With the help of another,
A yo-yo no more.
*note- The song I have linked to these words, was popular at the time I was going through my second break up with my first ex-wife (not quite divorce yet, that lay a few years in the future). It’s always spoken to me of my mindset and how I saw life at that point in my journey. We are both, thankfully, no longer the people we were back then.
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