The spell broke, and just like that, she could see everything with fresh eyes…

The love she saw was nothing but lies.

The hugs turned into punches.

The conversations turned into arguments.

The spell broke.

Curses disguised nicknames.

Yells disguised as singing.

Controlling disguised as caring.

The spell broke.

All the gifts were cover ups.

All the smiles covered up the turmoil.

All the makeup covered up the bruises.

The spell broke.

And now she saw everything for what it was.

It wasn’t love but hatred.

It wasn’t living but surviving.

The love was never there.

She had been seeing the world through rose tinted glasses.

Now she could see clearly.

The spell broke, and just like that, she could see everything with fresh eyes…

She could see all the pain that hid behind her eyes.

The spell broke, and so did she.

So she broke free.