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All's Fair
I didn’t know my heart was a time bomb
Until you lit the fuse
It spread through me
Pleasant and warm
Seeming to light me from within
At first, I enjoyed it
The way the sparks bounced between us
Playful flickers
That were harmless, right?
But the longer it went on
The more I realized
That you were burning me
From the inside out
Scorching all that I loved about myself
Eating away at the core of who I was
The strike of the match
Wasn’t that magical feeling talked about in fairy tales
It was the just the beginning
Of a long string of heartbreak
The reason you loved me
Wasn’t because I’d thrown myself in front of a bullet to save you
It was because I’d raised the white flag in surrender
Explosions in war are messy
But I internalized mine
Kept the fragmented parts of myself hidden
Hoping that no one could tell the difference
Because the girl that was always so complete on her own
Was bleeding from her wounds
I couldn’t staunch the flow
Pieces of my soul
Slipped between my fingers
As I tried desperately to hold the bandages on
But every day I saw you
Sliced me deeper
They say before you die
Your life flashes before your eyes
But all I could see
Were the memories of us
The way you saw me
The way I acted when you were around
There was nothing left of me
Only you
A soldier staggering on her own
Through ruined battlefields
Doesn’t have much to live for
When she’s lived her life for someone else
So then I knew
That tying the turnequate
Was my only hope for survival
But to save myself
I had to lose part of myself, too
Learning to live again
With PTSD triggered by so much more than you know
Isn’t easy
But it’s better than burning with you
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