Using Me Was Worth It

“Darling, you were the one
that decided that using me
was worth the pain you’d cause.”

Oh but darling, I’ve been hurt worse before. But these fragments of my soul have become too many. You see, I’ve been broken for so long that I don’t know how to hold all these pieces of myself together any longer. Eventually, after so much heartache, loss, and pain — even things that were done with the intention to hurt the most, like a bullet to the heart — eventually, the dam will break.

And the world will come crashing down.

That’s what happened when you decided that your needs mattered more than this broken existence. That using me was worth the pain you’d cause.

© Sarah Doughty

But I’ll survive this too.
It’s what I do.
Just remember:
this says a lot more
about you
than it does for me.

This was written for day twenty-eight
of November Notes.
Hurt
by Johnny Cash