What man cant understand, he fears; and what man fears, he tends to destroy.
He never could understand why I loved him. Why I stayed. Why I tolerated him. So he accused me of being a spy, of torturing him purposely, of ruining his life. I never understood why he would question my love and faithfulness until now. Now I see what he didn’t tell me. That behind his looks was a completely damaged and broken man that felt he was unlovable. He knew he didn’t deserve my love because of the horrible things he had done and was capable of. It blew his mind too see a beautiful, full of potential girl like me head over heels in love. But little did he know I felt he was all I could get, asking for a man with a mind was too much. I settled for what I had always known. Poverty and addiction. That was love too me. Bruises and name calling, that was real love. Once you found that you didn’t have to search no more. I found that and I settled. I felt accomplished to have a man on my hand. Even though he was only half a man I was proud cause I felt less than human, less than half a woman. So he completed me. Flaws and all he was perfect. Because of my mantality.