Not Forgotten

So it happened again last night, the sneak attack. Left me feeling off balance and irritated. Why didn't I see it coming and prepare? Then again how do you prepare for someone to hurt your heart.
Not sure what I'm supposed to do now. Tried to defend myself but just stopped in the middle because I wasn't being heard. I went to bed to soothe myself as I've done so many times before. Willed myself not to cry and I only shed one tear, just one. I wasn't a victim last night I was a survivor. My shortcomings are mine all mine, I see them everyday, don't like them but I have to have them. You see no one is allowed to be perfect so my shortcomings are natures law.
He's forgotten me and I have simply become my shortcomings.
I laid in bed and thought of mountains and snow. Stroking myself as I've done for years, calming..mending. I thought of being held in nothing but love, and being remembered, not forgotten.

Holla