SpeedLimit55
Bluelighter
Do you remember?
Remember all the nights you snuck back to bed...knowing she was in tears?
Remember all the nights you left her alone, whimpering?...Praying?...Trying to forget what had just happened?
Remember when you yelled? When you told her how worthless she was?
Remember when you locked your conscience away, deep inside you?
Remember?
You had to. You had to hide it, to pretend it didn't hurt. If it hurt you couldn't be selfish.
If it hurt you couldn't have your way.
Remember when you lied to her?
Remember all the joy you gained from seeing the tears roll down her face?
What about me?
Do you remember holding me down?
Remember how strong you felt? You were so strong. So much stronger than me.
Was it worth it?
I hope so.
Remember all the nights you went to bed, haunted by the memories of...tonight?
Remember the rush? The excitement?
That's not all.
You're forgetting.
Remember the lies? The truth? Remember waking up just so you could go back to sleep?
It doesn't hurt when you sleep.
It's a shame you're so blind.
So blind to the truth.
It's a shame that your eyes can't see...what she is.
It's a shame that you don't really know her.
You know what I remember?
I remember waking up next to her.
I remember going to sleep...and,for the first time, not being afraid.
I remember the first time she said "I love you.".
I remember believing it.
I remember every second of every day I've ever spent with her.
Do you?
I know you don't want to.
It's a shame you don't really know her.
You'd see that all the tears she cries...aren't just for pain...aren't just for lonely nights...aren't just for un-justified guilt.
You'd see that look in her eyes...when she finally feels love.
You'd see her sleeping...breathing...for the first time...honesty...
You'd see her...when she's not scared.
And you'd realize that she's more than you could ever hope to be.
Your breath would be ripped from your soul...and all she would have to do is turn her head.
You'd see the glisten in her eyes, when she turns her head to you and says "I Love You"...or "Thank You"...or...the best...when she says nothing.
When she looks at you and that smile creeps slowly across her face...and you have to turn away.
You have to turn away so she doesn't see the tears in your eyes.
You would be so overcome by emotion that you couldn't speak...you could only rub your finger across her soft skin...and secretly thank the God that you don't believe in...thank him...thank whoever would listen for her...because she is the best.
And as much as it may pain you to hear it:
You can never hurt her again.
Not you.
Not her.
Not him.
Not the darkest, loveless, most painful cancer from the depths of hell.
She has created life...inside me.
She has created a being more powerful than anything you could ever hope to imagine...especially you.
You are nothing.
You never were.
So go on, lie to yourself.
Tell yourself it didn't happen.
Tell yourself it doesn't hurt.
Tell yourself you don't feel guilty.
Tell yourself whatever you have to.
I hope it was worth it.
You will never hurt her again.
She's mine, and I love her.
Do you remember this feeling?
I doubt it...because it's new.
How does it feel to be scared?
Alone?
Afraid?
Guilty?
You may try...but it's too late.
The demons of your past will haunt you forever.
Her pain is over.
Yours has just begun.
Remember all the nights you snuck back to bed...knowing she was in tears?
Remember all the nights you left her alone, whimpering?...Praying?...Trying to forget what had just happened?
Remember when you yelled? When you told her how worthless she was?
Remember when you locked your conscience away, deep inside you?
Remember?
You had to. You had to hide it, to pretend it didn't hurt. If it hurt you couldn't be selfish.
If it hurt you couldn't have your way.
Remember when you lied to her?
Remember all the joy you gained from seeing the tears roll down her face?
What about me?
Do you remember holding me down?
Remember how strong you felt? You were so strong. So much stronger than me.
Was it worth it?
I hope so.
Remember all the nights you went to bed, haunted by the memories of...tonight?
Remember the rush? The excitement?
That's not all.
You're forgetting.
Remember the lies? The truth? Remember waking up just so you could go back to sleep?
It doesn't hurt when you sleep.
It's a shame you're so blind.
So blind to the truth.
It's a shame that your eyes can't see...what she is.
It's a shame that you don't really know her.
You know what I remember?
I remember waking up next to her.
I remember going to sleep...and,for the first time, not being afraid.
I remember the first time she said "I love you.".
I remember believing it.
I remember every second of every day I've ever spent with her.
Do you?
I know you don't want to.
It's a shame you don't really know her.
You'd see that all the tears she cries...aren't just for pain...aren't just for lonely nights...aren't just for un-justified guilt.
You'd see that look in her eyes...when she finally feels love.
You'd see her sleeping...breathing...for the first time...honesty...
You'd see her...when she's not scared.
And you'd realize that she's more than you could ever hope to be.
Your breath would be ripped from your soul...and all she would have to do is turn her head.
You'd see the glisten in her eyes, when she turns her head to you and says "I Love You"...or "Thank You"...or...the best...when she says nothing.
When she looks at you and that smile creeps slowly across her face...and you have to turn away.
You have to turn away so she doesn't see the tears in your eyes.
You would be so overcome by emotion that you couldn't speak...you could only rub your finger across her soft skin...and secretly thank the God that you don't believe in...thank him...thank whoever would listen for her...because she is the best.
And as much as it may pain you to hear it:
You can never hurt her again.
Not you.
Not her.
Not him.
Not the darkest, loveless, most painful cancer from the depths of hell.
She has created life...inside me.
She has created a being more powerful than anything you could ever hope to imagine...especially you.
You are nothing.
You never were.
So go on, lie to yourself.
Tell yourself it didn't happen.
Tell yourself it doesn't hurt.
Tell yourself you don't feel guilty.
Tell yourself whatever you have to.
I hope it was worth it.
You will never hurt her again.
She's mine, and I love her.
Do you remember this feeling?
I doubt it...because it's new.
How does it feel to be scared?
Alone?
Afraid?
Guilty?
You may try...but it's too late.
The demons of your past will haunt you forever.
Her pain is over.
Yours has just begun.
you, hun!!! 
