Ink Stained Soul…

It was never going to be me.
I think I have known in my heart from the first time you went silent.
My biggest fear coming true.
I was just a conquest.
One of many collections.
Nothing more than a notch on your belt buckle.
Did it hurt?
Knowing it broke what was left of my heart.
Because for me it altered my life.
I gave myself.
It wasn’t enough.
I don’t know I am capable of doing that again this life.
Once I fix me.
Once I am whole.
I hope your name doesn’t hurt and make me happy at the same time.