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I've been crying so much
for so long.

My tears have
caked onto my cheeks.

They have become part of me.

If I have a big heart,
why don't you think twice
when you break it?

You were so self-centered,
but your lips also made me
weak in the knees.

You wipe the ground with me;
I mean nothing to you.

And that is the hardest
pill to swallow.

Not the rejection perse.

But the callous way
you acted when
I gave you my heart.

You took it,
smashed it in your hands
and threw it in my face.

For months,
I felt like nothing because

that's how you treated me.

You made me think
there was something
wrong with me.

Something that made
me unlovable.

But as the tears slowed
and your memory diminished,
I came to a realization.

Maybe the one
who was flawed
was not me, but you.

I didn't deserve
this treatment.

I was loving,
and you were bitter and cold.

Nothing that happened
was my fault,
but glaringly yours.