Now that I look back I can finally face the fact that it hurts.

This wound that you opened goes so deep that I can not even sleep.

There has been so many nights where,

I was kept wide-eyed because,

Of these thoughts that,

I can not erase from my mind.

I gave you my all and yet you still let me fall.

Fall down this endless whole,

To which I can not grow out of my pride to even ask why?

Why was it so easy for you to let go?

Why was it so easy for you to turn around and say no?

Just why?

Even at this moment,

As I write these words,

I can not help but to cry.

Cry as I remember the times where I let you take my pride right in front of my eyes.

I was the doormat,

And you were the man that,

Had to wipe his feet over and over again because you could never get it clean of that thing.

That thing you brought home to me each night,

But you made sure I was blinded by your kindness,

So that I couldn’t see it until now.

But now that I look back I can finally face the fact that it hurts…

– Olamide Iyaomolere