Mari & Gold
Mari &Gold: The conversation
She was the the one he loved she was all he wanted he told me he had all that before (love) & it was taken away, something he’d never get back. It’s so ironic that hurt people, hurt people. I don’t even think he knows his words struck a nerve in me. I let him vent, decompress my own feelings hoping that he would see that love has come again for him, it has come in the form of me. But he’s so broken, he’s so hurt he can’t see me because the one his heart longs for was tragically killed. Shot, by a stray bullet right in front of him, her last words to him being “I love you”. Damn. I couldn’t fathom that type of loss and pain. He told me how much she loves him & how he would always play games with her. At that slight moment I could only think, hmm, probably the same way he treats me having multiple women but telling me he loves me and wants to be with me , the inconsistency, & dishonesty. I thought how maybe she couldn’t get away, stuck in a toxic love, that is thoroughly exciting and invigorating but bad for you the type that makes you crazy. Head over heels in love, the drug.
