Lovers Dungeon

You were incomplete. I made you whole with the pieces of mine — the pieces I should’ve never sacrificed. You always came first, but it made me fall apart. People always say loving someone makes you heal. They’re kind of right, but they forget the deal — Who do you become in love? Someone taking advantage of being loved. You are guilty of abusing love. But… I am the guiltiest one, the one held captive in a dungeon — the dungeon that belongs to lovers. Love was supposed to be the best thing; it could have been — unless you were included.