The storm inside me rages
I just don't know what to do,
as my memory turns the pages
of the story of me and you.

I never thought I'd see the day
that you would be so unkind.
You don't care about my dismay;
or my love for you, so blind.

How could I not see
what you really were?
That you were only using me
pretending I was her.

You...the perfect narcissist.

© 2015 SJ Mullins