Author Y. Deonna

He said he loved me.
I believed his words only to find that he deceived my heart.
He, Lafayette left me feeling vacant and unbalanced.
With his absence, a piece of me perished, only to be resuscitated by another man that vowed he was not like the one before.
I yearned for that to be the truth. He seemed different. He accepted me as I was.
I fell in love with his lullaby, if only I had known it was all a lie.
His melody was more alluring than a siren song and inevitably just as dangerous. I made him out to be the prince in my fairy tale. I crowned him the lover of my soul.
I thought his kisses would remove the curse that held me captive. He would be the cure to my depression and insecurity.
I thought he was the man to save me, savor my love, and make me whole.
He, Ignacio was my something new.
He provided me with the highest of highs and then the lowest of lows. He made me feel bold, made me believe in love then he left me deeply in woe.
I became desperate and weak, so lost in my journey to create a fairy tale ending that I nearly forgot God is my beginning.