Hurt by Anonymous Domme

I knew you … I knew you for the longest time …. At least I thought I did.

In the end I didn’t know where the illusion ended and the real you began.

We were friends

Not best friends … but friends non the less

Bound by nationality and humour

Occasionally speaking … taunting … teasing

Then silence

I heard you had fallen in love

I heard that you had been hurt

I heard you were finding it hard to cope

You turned to your second life

It was easier than coping with your first

Your friends gathered around you

Supporting you

Keeping you from sinking

You started to recover

Immersing yourself in make believe

We played the story out

But you ran away

The edges between the real and imaginary

Blurred in your mind

I should have known then

But how could I?

I coaxed you back

Slowly

Into my space

Until one day I held out my hand

And you reached for it

You were mine

Domme and sub

Mistress and boy

Lover and friend

We were so happy

So happy

Until that moment

That heart stopping moment

That I realised you were not real

All you said all you did

Not real

And if it was how could I tell the difference

When I had found out your lies

Then what was truth?

You were indignant

Without trust there is nothing

You said

How can you not trust me?

You said

I loved you

I wanted to believe you

But you had let me get too close

Your mask was slipping

Reality was facing you

And that could not be allowed

Because I don’t think you even knew

What was black and what was white

You did what you had to do

You wiped me out of your life

Without missing a step

I was no longer part of your first

Or your second

I was nothing to you anymore ….

I knew you for the longest time

At least I thought I did