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The pain of your deception is more excruciating than the agony of losing you. Was my love not sufficient for you? Or was there never love between us and it was just another pretence by you? Of all the times we cherished together your perfidy is what kills me from the inside. For once when I felt being loved, you dragged me into the chamber of hatred and loathsomeness again.

By romessa2, May 22, 2019.
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You deceived me because you were starving for love, yet instead of forming a bond you sat at my heart as a diner, knife and fork in hand. I forgive you, I do. I love you the same as a person may love a dog that bit them over and over, choosing to keep themselves safe from the sharp teeth and powerful jaws. Fear and hate just evaporate in this heart of love, goodness is their poison. It is war that deals in such things, deception, hate and fear... love deals in trust, honour, bravery and empathy. We build ourselves my dear, we do. And so I seek one who deals in love, who lives in the same reality as I.