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The love died; the hate will fade
(and we'll both be on the same page)
Suddenly the truth washed over me
A four later word… hate
I’d never so much as uttered the word
In the same sentence as your name
I wondered if I’d ever stop loving you
Years on, the feeling continued to grow
And just as my love reached its crescendo
Spontaneous combustion
Bestowed the gift of sight
Apollo’s divine intervention turned darkness into light
Clearing away the hazy fog of blind love
Leaving nought, but memories of the times you fucked up
All the times, YOU lied
Yes, YOU!
YOU lied over and over and over again
Do you even realise THAT IT WAS YOU, WHO WAS THE LIAR?
Are you so deluded by the illusion of your own grandeur
Your proclamation of purity and innocence and LOVE above all
You were never innocent
Who the FUCK were you kidding?
…me, clearly
Remember when we first started going out
You told me you saw us growing old together
Marriage, me as the father of your children
You asked me what names I’d give our children
You told me my names sucked and yours were better
Remember all that bullshit?
And remember soon after, that time you caught up with your ex
And told me if I felt uncomfortable, you wouldn’t see him
Because you’d “never” put what we had in jeopardy?
Do you remember our plans to spend that night together
You only wanted to catch up with him for an hour or so
Assured me you were only ever a phone call or sms away
I didn’t need any convincing, but found your efforts sweet
Projecting your faults onto me, first time of many
Do you remember not replying to my messages hours later
When we had planned to meet
Do you remember then switching your phone off altogether?
Do you remember you told me Sorry
That nothing happened
There was nevera good time to respond in those 5 hours
You do realise how fucking stupid that sounded right
Or did you simply not give a fuck enough to be honest with me?
You told me you didn’t want to be rude
That I had nothing to worry about and needn’t make a big deal out of your disappearance
Do you remember that?
Do you remember the very next day you broke up with me?
How quickly you changed your tune, Liar
Then a day later, after seeing I was coping just fine,
You told me you’d made a mistake
What happened, Liar, didn’t he want you back after all?
Do you remember the next time we split up
How quickly you were sliding into the DM’s of eligible prospects
Little Miss Shyness who never parties
Angling to be whisked away by a guy you just met for a beach getaway?
Slithering into focus of another snake who sought to bed you the moment your then partner’s back was turned
Is that the same pure, innocent love you claim as your badge of honour
As if your version of love makes you holier than thou
How quickly you were looking for another guy to fuck?
True love hey? Pure and innocent, just like the care bears?
I didn’t know there was a “Delusional Low Self-esteem Gaslighting Slut” Bear
I looked at porn a few times, I crossed that boundary of yours
I owned that, spent years reassuring you that you were more than enough
Explaining it was about me not you
Just something to reduce anxiety
Acknowledging my selfishness
You know how good I was for you
You know how much fun and excitement we had
Your paranoia, constant jealousy over no one and nothing
You had me walking on eggshells
Waking up in the middle of the night to find you on my laptop
Waking up to you with my phone in your hand
And my hand in your other hand as you were using my fingerprint to unlock my phone
Both devices I’d already given you unrestricted access to
How funny was it when you installed spyware on my laptop to monitor for clues
Then complained about it being a waste of money
Because I wasn’t hiding anything from you
Another case cracked, Sherlock Holmes does it again
Remember how you’d accuse me of ogling women
….the women on posters whenever we’d drive past a billboard
Remember how you’d flip out over things like the one time I googled a female singer
Or, for saying nothing more than goodnight to a relatives significant other
(Whilst in your presence)
I’d do anything to reassure you that my love was true
That I only had eyes for you
I should have been asking myself if you only had eyes for me
How quickly you’d jump ship whenever the road was rocky
How quickly you’d jump on to another dick
Then you’d remember how much fun we’d have and run back quick
Remember the next time we split
When you fucked one, or was it two guys
That you’d been working with
Then you told you couldn’t stop thinking about me
That you wanted me back and couldn’t live without me
Then told me you wanted a fresh start on a clean slate
Right before you told me about the wannabe Arnie posers you attached your wagon to
Seeking to please, like a groupie whose self-worth is affirmed when the drummer throws them a bone
And do you remember
That even after that
How I sourced all the gear you required
Drove you far from home
Worked together, amongst two guys you hooked up with on our break
To enable you to pursue your creative endeavours
Do you think you’d ever love someone that much?
Pure and innocent, my arse, LIAR
Do you remember how I’d drive you all across the state so you could chase your dreams
Do you remember me driving you to the supermarket
So you could get the ingredients to bake a cake
Do you remember how I then drove you and your fucking cake to work the next day
The cake you made for a guy you barely new
And I picked you up afterwards
How often I’d wait in my car for you
Amazing girlfriend material
When it was on your terms
Do you realise how much you’re exactly like other women in all the ways
You claim your not?
Remember before we started you broke up with that guy and messaged me
Telling me we should hang out
See? I was also another cock for you to jump onto
Delusional social climbers do that
We had the most amazing of days
Remember I baked you cookies
We played table tennis like we always said we would
Do you remember the trophies and certificates I made for us?
Do you remember asking me to come to that party later that night?
Do you remember messaging me the day after telling me
Sorry you got back with your ex
Only to then message me days later saying you’d made a mistake
And couldn’t stop thinking of me
Do you remember our first big project together
You told me you'd never been afforded such an opportunity
That no one had ever believed in you like I did
Are you still performing? Are you still creating?
Do you think you'll ever find another who'll create with you side by side?
We held each others hand as we stepped outside our comfort zones
I was your biggest supporter, as you were mine
I don't believe you'll find what we had again
Ask yourself, are you growing bigger or have you shrunk into a spectator watching from the sidelines?
You were born to perform, to make, to create
Instead of us working towards healing childhood trauma, you got scared and threw it all away
The audacity to believe your capacity to love, and be loved has no peer
You’ve mistaken your deepest fear of lacking and losing love for so long
Your beliefs so deeply ingrained you’re convinced they are the only truth
Love isn’t measured by how much pain you endure when you feel hurt
I’m sorry for everything you went through at an age where we’re still powerless
I’m sorry that such a beautiful and sensitive soul endured unspeakable trauma
I’m sorry for my ugly words
I know you’re not a “slut”, sometimes I now see you as pathetic
You’re broken and empty, a lost little girl removed from reality
Do you understand how fucked in the head you are
You’re sick and you need help
Do you understand the emotional damage your lies caused
The immense hatred and anger I harboured against myself as a result
Your parting gift to me
Only taking off once your next runway was cleared for landing
Fuck your delusions, you don’t have a fucking clue what love is
You were everything I’d ever wanted and needed
Or at least the version of you that acted out the part was
Fuck I was good to you
All of my love, support and time I gave you
You told me I was your everything
All you ever wanted, all you’d ever needed
I spent years reassuring you, reminding you
Affirming my love for you, building you up
Giving you the constant positive reinforcement you begged for 24/7
To infinity and beyond and back again, huh?
I’d rather send you to infinity and beyond, the end
As far away as I could ever get from you
2 and a half years an empty, hollow man
Sick with guilt, remorse and anger towards myself
Unwavering belief I’d destroyed the best thing I’ll ever know
Immobilized, besides regressing to a state before the years I spent working on myself
Never a negative word about you has left my lips
Defended you to the death when told I demonstrated Beaten Wife Syndrome
Today I woke up, YOU GASLIGHTED ME!
Liar! Liar! Liar!
It was you all along
I gave everything anyone ever could to support you, to help you heal
You made a token effort to get help, heal your own trauma
Clap, clap, clap - you chose unhappiness and pain
I know you, my former amor, endearingly stubborn
It was easier to blame me than face your own shit
You gave me everything and then ripped me off like a band aid
Do you remember how you told me you wanted me back
How you loved me and couldn’t live without me
Was it days before or days after those lies
That you were emailing your ex
Confessing your white picket fenced dreams of having his kids
Liar!
Delusional, Liar!
You cut me so fucking deep
You killed my career
It’s been 2 and a half years since I saw you
You sent me to hell and stole 2 and a half years of my life
I gave up on life, everything I’d ever wanted when it was all in arms reach
I hope one day I’ll become the driven, relentlessly ambitious man I’d become
Before I met you
You cut me deep, Liar
Finally, my love died a swift death
I hate you for all the pain you caused with your lies and deluded bullshit
I hope someday it eats you alive, realising it was you who threw it all away
The one person who adored and matched your creative energy
Thankfully, the hate I feel towards you will fade
As will you, from my memory
I’ll forget just how good we were
How exciting, inspiring and fulfilled we were
I thought I’d never find a way to let you go
Funny now that I’d happily throw you out to sea
You told me and I agreed
The person I hurt the most would be me
Now I see the truly broken and sad person you really are
Maybe I’ll never find someone who is all the best things I saw in you
But I now know that one day you’ll feel sick over me
And realise you never owned your own pain
You never took responsibility for how you felt
My hate will fade soon and I’ll detachedly hope you find the help you need
I wonder if you’ll ever take a good look at your reflection to see who you truly are
Keeping alive this version of pure, innocent love you’ve convinced yourself that You embody
I see You, I really do
You are destined to repeat the same viscous cycle over and over and over again
Repeating the same old pattern of intense all-encompassing love
Followed by the pain that suffocates, imprisons and cuts you deep
It will eat at you piece by piece until all that is left is bitterness, hurt and regret
And then you’ll find another cock to jump on to fill the emptiness inside you
And you’ll see yourself marrying him and convince him of such
Like Groundhog Day, doomed again to repeat your pain
Maybe I’ll be alone forever
Maybe these sentiments are how I finally overcome the hurt you left behind
Maybe we experience the same fear of abandonment and trust issues
Just expressed in our own ways
But what I do know is this newfound hatred I have for you
Will fade from memory
And eventually I’ll see you, just how you see me
You’ll mean literally nothing
No love, no hate, nothing
Until then, thanks for nothing, you hurtful liar.
About the Creator
Patrick H
Thank you, your honor. With God's help I'll conquer this terrible affliction.
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