When determination has fled

I spent so long inbetween. After we broke up last time, I just decided that I would have to get used to being treated like shit, that it wasn't going to change, & maybe this was how love really was like, the loneliness & the pain. The jealousy that any & everything came before me, that there was an understanding out would be made up to me at some point, and year after year, no, it only got worse. He is taking it bad now, part of me feels bad, sad got him. But the other part wants to yell, what is different now? Only tje illusion is gone, tje illusion of a happy life together. A drawing back of the curtains, only. We should be able to see plainly now, no angels, no ghosts, just two people not meant to be together.

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