On August the Fourth
I met someone

At the time I never would have guessed
He would hold the significance that he does to me now
But not like all the rest

I’m not sure how
But a sureness in my heart

Told me that I could hand over my heart to him
And he not rip it apart

Stupidly I went with my heart and not with my brain
And because of that
I have endured an overwhelming amount of pain

On August the Fourth
This man presented himself to me

He was so full of perfection
And so full of beauty

But I failed to see what lied beyond that mask
Of beauty

Behind the mask
Hid a dark, cruel, and decietful demon.

But still he mezmirized me,
And I gave up everything
Just to be with him.

I looked past what was hidden
Behind the mask

To see the good in the demon
And I did, I saw him in his entirety and accepted him
But only for a season

His hurtful words, and control began to become to much
I needed a way out

And the only way out was to cry out.

August the Fourth is a day I regret now
It stands to remind me how
Your life can change so quickly

But for some reason I myself cannot comprehend

I still feel
The same way I had from the beginning

Without him there is no future for me
I need him to see

The pain I have suffered through this
The tears that have been shed in the quiet
It’s because of his

Refusal to prove to me that I was truly of any worth
But for some reason I am still in love
With that person I met

August the fourth.