Today was not a fairy-tale. You aren't the prince.
You are the darkness that surrounds me. That I am trying ever so desperately to clear away. But I can't. Because there are constantly so many reminders of you shoved right onto my lap of you. It's sickening and makes me sick to my stomach. Everything about you is sick. I hate every single thing about you. I hate every single way you have hurt me. Tortured me. Shattered me. Humiliated me. Rejected me. Tormented me. I hate every other single way that I can't even continue to list because there are too many. I hate the way that I can't escape you fully as long as I am where I am right now. That's why, I need to leave. I need to leave completely. Start new. Start fresh. Somewhere else. Away from here. Away from you. So far away from anything to do with you. You are a sickness. You are a disease. One that cannot be cured. So, I have to cut you off. Like a growing cancer. Because that's what you are. Eating away at all of me.. until I was gone. Until I was nothing.
But now I am healing.
and I will be whole again.
Today was not a fairy-tale. Not today.
But one day will be one. And it won't include you.