Five years and three months of my life wasted. Now I know I had a part in it. There were so many men in my life that were more worthy of my love and time than you. But I stayed. Disrespect after disrespect, I let you abuse my body and soul as I stood still. It was like witnessing my own murder. There I stood….silent and in pain….begging God to deliver me out of this mess. And once He did, it never occurred to me the after effects of what you did to me. 5 years and 3 months of my birthing years. Every time I see someone announce their engagement and/or birth of a baby it reminds me of all you robbed me of…the things I let you take so easily. Now I’m sitting here on this train beautifully and intelligently (the things you could not take away from me) feeling unloved. I want to say that I wish you the best or even the worst for that matter. But I wish you nothing. The kind of nothing where your existence in my past, present, and future is gone. I wish you to take the pain and loneliness with you. I wish you nights of laying next to her feeling empty and unfilled. I wish you a sea of nothingness. Most of all, I wish you the kind of nothingness where 5 years and 3 months of your life has no meaning. May the nothingness eat at your soul so that you can never hurt anyone else. That is my wish for you. May you be robbed too…. ~KJM on Flashback Friday
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