You did this to me..

I’m so tired. Exhausted. I feel like I could sleep for days. The only thing keeping me awake is the fact im filled with adrenaline, im on a total high. But my mind is exhausted, drained. You did this to me.

My mind is all over the place, thinking a million thoughts at once. I keep re-playing the scene over & over in my head. I analyse every part of it, wondering if I did the best I could. You did this to me.

My chest still hurts from where I couldn’t breathe. I struggled at times, couldnt catch my breathe. It hurt, Every now & then I wheeze & it reminds me. You did this to me.

My arms hurt. You made me keep them over my head for so long. My back is aching. Muscles I never knew I had hurt. You did this to me.

The bruises on my legs are starting to show.. Purple, blotchy things over my knees & thighs from where you made me drop to the ground over & over again. You did this to me.

I was soaking wet. Covered in sweat, hair everywhere, make up smudged & ruined. What a mess you turned me into. You did that to me.

My feet are throbbing from those shoes you told me to wear. Even after a long bath, they still ache. You did this to me.

I keep thinking how embarrassed I felt when I couldn’t do the things you asked at first, you’ve been working so hard with me. I managed to do them eventually, although I was almost in tears after I did. You did that to me.

All of this, you did it. But I’ll come back to you time & time again.. I can’t stay away from you.

You did this to me. And I love it.

 

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