Se7en Year Itch

 Even after she had left his deep dark abyss of a room

and forgot to leave a note, 

he still text her and wanted to keep messing with her.

 

It was only then, 

that she realized she was dealing with a narcissist.

Her energy was his supply. 

Her running on fears was his fuel. 

The enjoyment he was getting out of her anxiety

was his food. 

But the fact that it took her several days

 to finally put it in the ground

and bury it, 

simply told her that she still needed to pull up 

something deeply rooted within her. 

She knew it was tied to an insecurity of some sort 

because this bread crumby, 

love bombing, 

little dude

could only do one thing, 

and that was to assume she was cheating, 

or wanting to cheat, 

or going to cheat,

and so he had to call her out on it and then 

abandon her while she tried to explain and prove something

she never did.

Yet no matter what she would say, 

didn't matter, 

because he would never believe it anyways. 

And then it hit her!

Her father! 

When she was little, 

she had a Latino friend by the name of Johnny. 

Johnny tried to steal a toy. 

She told him no. 

 Johnny then told her to just keep an eye out. 

Meanwhile, 

her father and uncle drove by and saw them, 

and needless to say, 

accused her of trying to steal the toy with Johnny. 

And that's when he hit her straight across the face 

with his brick hands... 

Then as she cried, 

He left the room. 

Abandoning her and her emotions. 

By the time he had come back into the room, 

it was too late.

She had already sat down at the round table

with King Arthur and the rest of the knights. 

 Every word that came out of his mouth after that was 

the newly created oath she decided to sign up for. 

And with this oath, 

she keeps attracting the same type of men

over 

and

over

and over again. 

She knew it was time to go back and pull up 

all the weeds that grew around her truth. 

She was never guilty of stealing or cheating. 

But she was guilty of cheating herself out of her own truth. 

And with that came the stealing of her own heart. 

Which of course is why all the men keep calling her 

a Cold Heart B!tch!

Cuz she swore to it a long long time ago!