Fool

I could tell you how long it has been since I last heard from you, but what would be the point.  Nothing I say to you makes any difference; nothing I do has any impact on you.

All the promises that you made me as you held me in your arms.  How I would never lose your friendship; how you would always be there for me, however hard things got.  Empty and meaningless words; their echoes now mock me.

How often have I been hurt?  How many times have I said never again?  I meant it with you.  There were so many reasons why you were so wrong for me, and yet you worked your way past the armed guards and the Rottweilers, under the barbed and razor wire, and into my heart.  You made yourself a home there and there is no way that I can evict you, because believe me I have tried. 

You made me dependent on you; chasing me if I backed away, retreating once you had me where you wanted me.  Loving me and then walking away without so much as a goodbye.

You played me for a fool; and I let you.