Villain

She didn't use to 
See herself as a 
Villain. 
She thought she was the heroine,
Helper and victor!
She thought she was the good guy.
Then
She read someone else's version
Of the same story. 
Villain?
How is she the villain?
Her heart broke again into
More pieces than matter.
She was hurt.
She was broken.
She gave up everything
To try and make it easier
For him.
But she had been broken.
She could not go back.
Forgive.
Forget.
Some judged her. 
Openly, or even subtly.
Passive aggressive and 
Aggressive aggressive - both were her lot.
She couldn't bear it. 
How was she the villain?

Then she thought about now.
She had never hated her past so much
As she did right now. 
She wished she could erase him entirely. 
Because now
The judgement will come more than twice as fierce.
It will burn twice as hot, 
She will be the villain. 
Again. 

And as these thoughts tumbled in her mind,
She learned she was not just a villain -
She was the worst. 
The damage she had done
Left the largest scar
On someone she loved.

She fell 
Speechless.