I am here, reading the love letters

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I'm here, evaluating that amongst all that I gave to you my heart was the most precious. You have a tendency to forget things easily so strings of my pure love can't hold you to the places and people you ought to be with.

I'm here, thinking of all the nights and days of the golden phase that I spent with you. Ignoring the hints of betrayal, I worshipped you.

I'm here, thinking of how I broke all the rules I made for myself, like worthless glass when I was with you.

I'm here, listening to the melodies of your selfish love which sound so soothing but are actually the screams of my bleeding heart.

I'm here, reading the love letters you wrote to me only when you were drunk and lonely fearing there would be no one by your side when you are on your death bed.

I'm here, in constant pain of rejection. The thorns of your betrayal are pricking my soul numbing me to the rays of light and happiness in life.

I'm here, living in constant fear of how I let all the barriers down to you unlike ever. How I gave you chances to misuse me.

I'm here pondering over how delicate the knot of our relationship was. Strings so fragile that could never be reliable but I was blind.

I am here, deciding whether to reply to your texts or not. I'm giving you the last chance, thinking how would that poison feel in your veins, after all these years you taught me the art of betrayals.

I'm here, saying all these things and welcoming you. I'm sure you have learnt by now, I mean what I say. It's time for you to brace yourself, a roller coaster ride awaits you as I have changed and I'm no longer who I used to be and you played with.