It's been years and still... I loved you so much... Go fu** yourself

Masks and makup to cover up your lies and flaws.
Plastic skin and fake hair to catch the glips of strangers to try to make yourself feel more important.
Abusing of words to get your way.
You with a smirk as I lay.
In pain in
In memories
of what we've gone through together.
Of all you've done to me.
The salty black tears streamed down my face.
Why would you lie? Why would you pretend?
Stop!
I'm touchered the flashbacks
the questions
the sight of you.
The texts
the memories
the lies.
Don't you touch me!
Don't you talk to me
It hurts so...
I loved you......
so much...
To think, all that time you wore that mask and lied using those words...
I'm so sick
Touchered
Not just by you
But everything
Without him,
By you,
By another
By life.
I'm not happy, i'm not well.....
But i'll pretend for those around me and myself.
I'm done with ruining everything I have for you....

Bravo! I feel that pain in an exactness that I cannot explain in writing. Good job, very open and great flow.