Te Amo...Just Die

From the moment we met i fell in love. My mistake. I mistook her for someone who was willing to love me the way that i was willing to love her. She promised me forever and at first i believed her but as time went on i began to see commitment just wasnt for her. She was a girl who needed many and i was a woman, who at the time, didnt need any. Our first eye contact was intense. She smiled at me and my heart beg her to be near. It started innocently just friends and before the week could end i was sick. She was something i never felt before. My drug. My body called and pleaded to be with her. So i fed it and she became my habit. Fell quick and hard. Didnt know it had reached its ending before it even started to begin. I became her downfall and even though we were together i still felt alone. I became needy and dependant something i never dreamed to be. She. Became the death of me. Metaphorically. I was no longer the girl i used to be. Before i knew it i was begging and pleading her not to leave me. Sick, stuck on something that shouldve never begun. Failure. She left me and took my heart with her as she told me she no longer felt the same. I cried and she pulled away and my heart never felt the same. I watched her walk away as my heart bled. She was the end of me. The Epitome of my demise. That day apart of me died.