Before I went to university,
Before I went on to follow my dreams.
My partner at the time, proposed to me.
And I thought it was strange the ring didn’t fit me.

When I flew the nest,
I felt so grown up.
I made some new friends,
who I grew to love.

When I came back home,
I would tell so many stories anew.
My fiancés’ blue eyes began to change into a monstrous hue.
It was from the moment the jealousy began to bloom.

The ring was refitted.
It felt tight.
Like I couldn’t breathe.
Something just didn’t feel right.

When he stayed at my place,
I was so excited to be
with the love of my life…
And he ***** me.

My wings snapped.
Under his weight.
I couldn’t get up,
I couldn’t fly away.

I cried beneath him.
Murmuring “please stop”.
I thought you loved me.
I guess you never loved me at all.

After it was over,
I looked you in the eyes,
And said that you ***** me
You shook your head and denied.

You said why don’t we get out,
go and grab something to eat?
I felt too nervous to say no,
so I simply agreed.

That evening you took
me out in the dark.
You sped through country lanes
I begged for you to stop.

I was trying to guess
your next move.
And you took me to a place
that I never seen with you.

I was 19 when I was in the darkness with you.
I was so scared about what you were going to do.

When I tell this story,
I can barely pull through.
They say that I lied,
even though I told the truth.