Shattered

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“All I want is you” The bait which hid the barb of deceit, I engulfed in its entirety. Never once halting to consider the undertow swirling at the entrance to my heart.

  “I love you”. The canon which attested to the validity of the powerful verbal triad. How was I to know there were hidden agendas, subplots and treachery underneath the glassy reflection of the verbiage?

“I would never hurt you”. The sharpened end of the hook which guaranteed that I would be distracted from the temporary sting of being impaled by the lured hook of dishonesty.

“You're one of those who is all about you. Who's used to m******f####rs doing everything for you!!!”. Began the barrage of words formed into sentences intended to wound but not kill, just yet.

“This isn't working for me any longer because you're aren't who I thought you were”. The explosive device used to obliterate the tranquility of my peace of mind. Vaporizing my sense of safety and disrupt my faith.

My heart shattered into a million pieces by misplaced trust. The microbes of belief in mankind dispelled into the atmosphere of deception, lies and trickery.

My survival rests upon the one miniscule particle of my heart that I was able to grasp preventing its disposal into the wasteland of failed relationships.

Being shattered is nothing new for me. On the contrary Shattered and I are pals, best buds and frenemies.

We walk hand in hand until we hear the whizzing of another line complete with a fancy lure that causes me to forget the pain of the past; until Shattered extends her hand pagain.