How could I forget you my love?
You helped me find myself when all was nothing but forgotten hopes.
And I wished for you the same torment you gave me.
Because with that self-fulfillment came the eyes that were brimmed with discovery of what had been done.
And now I hate you.
Hate that you gave me this freedom and made me wish it was gone.
Hate that you allowed me to fall freely and then watched me fall straight on my back.
Hate that I think of you every day and think of how you made me feel which ultimately is a feeling I will have forevermore.
But my love, how could I ever forget you?
My giver and tormenter…❤

©️ Beatriz Esmer