I just wrote this...

[enamoredbysound]

Would you believe me if I told you
I fought you from the very beginning,
from the first time your skin touched
mine. That I was immediately uncomfortable
from the lack of control I had within
myself. And that I knew you enjoyed
every minute of watching me cower under
you. That I saw in your eyes-what you
really meant. Did you think I didn't
notice that you are the kind who can
never be alone? I read people. I see
through eyes. And I know. You
underestimated my power to be observant.
To see through your controlling nature
and emotional manipulation. You couldn't
stand that fact you were not the only
person I cared about. Over the short
span of time you broke me down. In ways
that made me completely venerable. Is that
what you wanted? Because, it worked it
subtle ways. But not enough to keep me from
standing on my own two feet and to not rely
on you for my own happiness. You could not
possibly tell me you really meant the words
"I Love You." I love. I have been in love.
And I know what it means. Perhaps, our
definitions clash. You prefer loving
to control, manipulate and feel superior
intellectually. I love to bring out
the best in people, to show how much
I care and to share living. Did you
think you killed me on the inside? Far
from the contrary. I learned even more
about myself. And that I WILL not surround
myself with people who suffocate my life.