His Ego

He wants the best;

I was loved just to boost his confidence.

He chases phony status,

Was it ordered by his hypothalamus?

Enchanting every woman who looks at him,

How did it validate that he was existing?

I bet everything feels good with his liver and kidney.

My God help me! It's getting under my skin.

Cared, charmed and loved me so so well in public,

But why he can't do it when no one is watching?

Waiting for every endearing words to say,

But his careless words started drilling my heart to ache.

He remembers every word I say,

Pretending he never spoken that dug up my grave. 

My mind became twisted with the facts I knew;

How amazing, I didn't know what was true.

My innocent heart always chooses to love;

I don't know, but maybe he got drowned.

It felt everything that I gave was not enough.

They say, you are more than enough if it's true love.

He talks about love as if he mastered it;

Sharing godly verses that describes it.

But he never genuinely acted as one;

How funny, what a hypocrite he was.

He streams like a pro gamer;

Invited me to play and became my trainer.

Luckily, I ranked first with having most kills;

Childish it seems, he started playing without inviting me.

He speaks and acts as if he knows it all;

Sharing his knowledge he didn't know I knew.

I play dumb because I support his all,

But over time, he belittles me as so small.

How pathetic it was to believe he was mine;

Thinking I was his favorite like a fine wine.

Waiting to be seen again from how it started;

Waiting for his recklessness to be sweet again.

From the start I was only longing to be found,

By a soul who can cognize and discern mine.

With my high hopes and dreams to experience soul recognition;

I was found by his ego pretending to be my exception.

                                                                -Laezee

Author's note: 

    Memories flash back to the person who loved so well with small things that reminds them of him/her. Not the happy memories that would make them long for, but the memories that were meant to be told and forgotten; how terrifying their love became, how frightful it was and the learning it has. In a world full of broken people, their purest love became so rare, scarcity it is. May these genuine people find the soul who deserves them and be loved the same way that their soul can rest.