For almost three years I loved you to the point of no physiological return.
I was lost between my sanity vs my reality unable to see the truth.
I painted a picture to the world that you were worth being called a King. When in reality you were a coward to your own insecurities.
But I could no long allow you to harm me physically or emotionally because of your inability to talk things out.
Communication for you to me consisted of your fist to my face and your hand to my throat.
But the Queen in me was awaken one night while deeply in prayer with my heavenly father.
So one day I looked in the mirror and said to myself, “I Am Somebody and I deserve the best life has to offer.”
That is the day I packed all my belongings and left never to return to the toxic love again.