ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕚 𝕒𝕤𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟?

Can ask you one last question she asked

What was i to you?

She had cried and fought to mend her heart.

But he didn’t care he didn’t answer he felt he had played his part.

He wouldn’t talk through his stubborn ways.

As nights passed by followed by days.

Months went by turned in to years.

The energy still flowed between them just like her tears.

Her path grew dark and her mind wasn’t clear.

But he seemed to have his life in order now and his career.

She had become someone she always feared.

The women who was left wondering and doubting herself.

Over a man who couldn’t offer her anything but passion.

As a man who would go through women like they had gone out of fashion.

So the women grew strong from the pain and confusion.

She finally broke free from a toxic illusion.

She gained her power and and wiped her eye’s.

She promised herself no more tears over stupid ass boys.

She knew her worth.

In all her glory.

The question didn’t matter anymore as his answers where invalid.

She no longer cared about his opinions from a boy she could of married.

So keep your answer she said to the moon and the stars.

I no longer care for it and you no longer have a key to my heart.

She fixed her crown and she mended her soul.

She no longer needed him she had finally let him go….

❤️❤️❤️💞💞💞💞

Stacie Leanne 8/03/2020

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Hi I'm Stacie I'm 32 busy mum from Liverpool 🇬🇧 Started blogging April 2019 I hope you like my blog posts

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