Being Used

Coming to terms with being used is one of the hardest realities to face. you meet someone who You trust them enough to give your most precious commodity...your body. They go far enough to earn your trust and faith, then when they achieve their misson, they toss you away like yesterdays trash.
When you finally come to terms with what has happened, you may find yourself sitting alone wondering..Was it something I did? Was it something I said? He seemed so perfect. He said he wanted the same things I did...Love..honesty...partnership. How did I miss the signs?
Then you constantly ask people their opinions on what happened. Telling the story from your side..since its the only side you have. He doesn't call anymore so you can't ask him.
You are stuck in the pain
Not understanding how life could be so unfair
You did everything right
You feel stupid
"How could I have been so stupid??"
You like him so much
You miss him so much
You know deep down, past all the rationalizations and excuses...hes gone
It hurts so much
He wasn't even man enough to tell you
He just dipped out
It hurts so much
no rhyme
no reason
"God, why me? He made me believe he was in it too! I feel like such a fool. I am such a fool!"
It hurts so much
Then God says.."Dry your eyes baby girl. I know it hurts. But its temporary. I got this. I will take care of it. I got you."
So you hurt
and grieve
Praying for the day
When he and the pain
are a distant memory...