you

i know you've probably been having the time of your life now that i'm gone.

you've maybe even got somebody new that you get to shower with your empty promises.

i'm glad i'm not that person anymore. i'm still thankful that i was able to get away from your grip. you don't have anything on me now, not love, not affection, not even pity.
even if it cost me my family, my dreams, and my life, i could say it was still a blessing not to live behind your shadows anymore.

who do you think you are?
taking over some lady's life and making her believe that you were her war hero and that she should be thankful just because you graced her non-existent, monotonous life with your presence.

you were right when you told me...
that you were not as great as i think you are.

you were right when you told me...
that you are just a tailor-made clown.
a third world punk.

and most especially,
you were right when you told me...
that i was the smartest of all the ladies you've had, because i could actually talk some sense into you.

you even told me i was smarter than you.

and i believed you.

and i know for a fact i was smarter than you.

you know why?

simple.

i left you...



i left you.