To you

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I hope that destroying
a little part of me
repaired you

prologue:
or at least
made you think
about what
you did
to me
and to
those
other woman

considering what your actions
can cause
~provoke

you took away
a part of me
that can't be fixed
or restored
for now

I wanna know
when and
how

I'll ever gonna be
able to let you go
find ease
really wanting
you to leave
my life
my thoughts

not holding on
to you
anymore

wanting you

to be
a dusty
faint memory

instead of
making
me faint 

making me mad 
instead of sad

thinking you are
weird
and crazy

knowing that
you got your issues
and I can have better
that what we had
doesn't matter

angry
that you took
advantage
of my situation
....

I don't want to
smile
when I think
of you

cause you might
made my happy
at that time
but you also
used me
mentally
abused me

there is no reason
to think back
about it
with a smile

I guess this feeling
will stay
for a little
while

you took away
a little part of me
that can be fixed

ever since
I preferred
to part ways

which I didn't
but I knew
I needed to

flee

run as fast
as I could

suffocating
my feelings

in order to be able
to grow
to heal

to move on
one day

cause 
there is nothing
you can take

cause I'm still me
as a whole
as a person
capable of making
my own decisions
being responsible for
my luck

I hold on to
the steering wheel
of my
emotions
devotions
decisions
my luck

my mind drives
my actions
regardless of
your reaction

you can only take
what I let you

you can take
my time
my happiness
my laughter
my self consciousness

Oh gosh
I wish
I would
care less

you are stuck
in my head
I'm unable
to forget

You can take 
my desire to eat
my interest to meet
other people

you might be capable
of taking
my insecurities
my faith and trust

but I'm smart enough
to know

that there is
no missing part
that needs to be fulfilled

nor is anyone
accept myself
in the position
to take
something
that's not his

cause I am that part
of me
and I'm not gonna
let you
play a part

(in my life)

~my dad used to say: 🍀
We are all the blacksmiths of our own happiness

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