Good morning ladies ! <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.eve">Eve</a> is always a positive ground for women to share their feelings and so I wanted to share a poem I wrote. This one and many others can be found on wattpad (link in bio). Thank you for reading! (Long)

The way you admired my beauty

The way you held me close

The way you cared for my family

The way you did the things in bed I love most

The way you would hype up my potential

The way you were always a phone call away

Falls short in comparison to the way you showed what you call love.

You openly admitted to manipulation

Of my feelings and actions in many situations

You made me feel like I made poor decisions

You made me compromise my take on religion

You pushed so hard for me to stand on my own

But when I tried to get up, You made your cowardice known

You never played fair whenever we would joke

You got what you wanted and left me in the smoke

I told you my health was failing and I needed your hand

You pushed me when I was down, and you called yourself my man

I told that I contemplated taking my own life

Your responses were so cold you practically handed me the knife

You apologized because it meant I would stay

But if I didn't apologize to you, you'd go the other way.

I couldn't be free from your watch because of your doubts

Then you were tired of my presence and started to shout

You made me feel selfish when I didn't want to be touched

Causing me to walk around with a blanket clutched

I asked you to respect my personal space

You couldn't even do it if I paid you to stay in your place

Eventually, you told me goodbye

And like I said before, you couldn't bribe me to cry

I walked the streets of Houston with my confidence high

In my peripheral vision heads turn as I walk by

I sit down for a drink and stared into the eyes

Of men from all walks of life who looked at me like a prize

The stares that I saw ran deep into my soul

Without a single word I can hear them saying "Woah,

The most beautiful soul a man can know; what kind of fool would let this go?"

As I saw how much other men valued what you had

I look at our separation as a tool to make me glad

And then from you I get a call

Asking me the most silly question of all

"Why haven't you talked to me? You're supposed to be calling me and telling me you miss me"

You thought I'd be begging on my knees??

Nigga please.

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A poem to remind my heart why I don't need my ex and my mental hurdle over a mentally abusive relationship.