ABANDONED

I've been abandoned. Again.

How can this have happened, after all the precautions, all the years of masking my feelings to avoid being hurt, and it has happened yet again!

Why does it hurt so much? Shouldn't I be immune after being trod upon by so many people over so many yearS? I know I inspire jealousy; my beauty is no secret, though I personally think I'm hideous. Clark told me I underestimate myself. That I am as perfect as a woman could be, even though I know I'm actually a horrible person.

Clark said I was the ideal.

Yet he has left.

He loved me. I thought he loved me. I could see it in his eyes, and he inspired my love in return. Like a single fish, alone in the vast ocean, or a soul drifting in the tides of oblivion, I wander, reeling, from the blow he has dealt me.

Oh Clark, you promised you wouldn't hurt me. You promised, but you lied.

I entreated you to stay; I begged you. In the end, though.

You abandoned me.