To the man who broke down my walls just to destroy me

To the man who tore down my walls just to destroy me

When you came into my life I was so lost. I was in a dark and lonely situation and didn't know how to get out of it.

For years after being used and abused by men, I felt unworthy of love to be.

My walls were higher than ever and I had absolutely no intention of letting any man come and tear them down.

But by some miracle you saved me from them Swept my feet even though I was scared.

I warned you and told you to stay away from me. I was just too busy.

But unlike all the others, you were so willing to do whatever work it took to make me yours. You followed me.

You made me feel beautiful every day. You told me every morning and every night that you love me.

You waited patiently for me and didn't force me to do anything I didn't want to do.

You lit a spark deep in my soul. A spark I hadn't felt in years. A spark that whispered, ”You are good enough and always have been”.

When I broke down one night and cried because I was so afraid to be vulnerable and to let you into my heart, you just held me and told me that everything will be fine and you will always be there.

But… where are you now?

I thought you were different from all men before you. Boy, was I so wrong. You were the perfect wolf in sheep's clothing. You were worse than everyone else.

After you tore down my walls brick by brick and the last brick was gone, all hell broke loose and the games began.

You finally won some sick mental battle I didn't even know about. Now you had me completely under your control.

Your facade started to crumble and the man I thought I knew started disappearing. Suddenly you thought I was yours.

You ripped everything out of my life from my friends to my family so that I could rely on you and only you.

Every sweet &ldquo ;I love you” became less frequent, and the drunken “I can't stand you” was constant. You brainwashed me so much that I ended up apologizing for things YOU did.

In hindsight, I didn't do anything wrong except try to get a man with no heart to love me.

When you left me because you didn't love me anymore, I was devastated.

What did I ruin us with? It must have been my fault somehow. But then I realized something….

I did absolutely nothing wrong and the real problem was that you never loved me to begin with.

In hindsight, I think the only thing you loved was the idea of ​​someone who is weak enough for you to control.

You prey on the weak, that's how it is and always will be. You used your words to make me fall in love with you.

But in the end you only proved that all your words were lies, all your promises were empty, and your intentions with me were never clean.

I'm not sure if you ever really wanted to be with me or if you just enjoy the game &sz; made.

You gave me the most distorted version of “love” I've ever seen and left me smashed on the floor without a second thought. You tore down my walls just to destroy me.

You probably thought that by the time we're done, I'll be broken and beyond repair. But guess what?

My life is just beginning. The spark you lit in me is still there, but you don't fuel it anymore. I fill it up all by myself and hope it burns you up.

Even though you got me through hell and back, I'm thankful for you. I wouldn't have become what I am today without you.

I'm not the fragile girl I was the first time I met you and I never will be again.

By tearing me down and destroying me, you helped me to discover a power within me that I never knew existed.

I learned so much from you .

You taught me not to trust men who say all the right things easily. Actions speak louder than words.

You taught me to recognize false love. A real man will never make you wonder if he really loves you or not.

The next man who talks to me like you did will be dumped before he can open his mouth to apologize.

You taught me to see through nonsense and always stand up for myself no matter what.

I will never settle for a man like you ever again. Thanks for showing me I deserve so much more.

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