Permanent Stain

She's the brunette that I've always dreamed of. Heaven sent, beautiful, the only one worthy of true love. True magic was our first embrace when her love spell was placed on me. I never knew toxic love until I fell for the one with BPD. She checks out when BPD punches the clock. She's convinced I'm the enemy, which hits me with a blow harder than any rock. Both cheeks where the tears are streaming; The power of delusion, it's like she's dreaming. It's a nightmare that can only end with pain. Forever in my broken heart, is where BPD love left a permanent stain.