You Don't Own Me
I never thought by falling in love with you, I would be agreeing to handing over the very limited control I have over myself. I thought you loved me enough to see me as someone to live alongside and not as someone to own and to supervise my every move. Love is kind of like a flower, if you love it let it grow, but you have picked me and I struggle more and more everyday to hold onto the good genuine love I thought you once had for me. I have become too exhausted to stand up for what I want when all I seem to do is give up and let myself be walked over. I can see the emotional abuse crushing me but I'm too small to even know where to start pushing back. Although the bad days seem to over weigh the good, I would not survive the heart break you promised I would never feel again. And I will continue to pretend that you won't break your promise to me, because it's easier to be crushed by the person you love than to live by myself in my own head alone, because I know ...