It’s not even that

I gave you diamonds

when you deserved dirt.

Or the fact that I held you

 above water for years,

 so you wouldn’t drown

in your self projected hate.

But it’s the fact that

you looked in my eyes,

and whispered lies to my naked, vulnerable soul.

And it’s also the fact that I mistook your twisted

manipulation for real, raw love.

~

Photography by Ash Coniglio Photography