Bitterness Suits Me

Bitterness Suits Me

You spoke in velvet,
But cut like glass.
Gave me forever,
Then let it pass.
You wore kindness
Like a mask—
And I was too slow
To even ask.

Bitterness suits me better than tears,
Sharper than hope, colder than years.
You broke it quiet, you broke it clean,
Left no trace—except what it means.
Bitterness fits like a tailored coat,
Worn from the words you never wrote.
You gave me fire, then watched me freeze—
Now bitterness… suits me with ease.

I poured my trust
Into your hands,
But you just let it
Turn to sand.
Every smile,
A subtle twist,
Each promise sealed
With what you missed.

Bitterness suits me better than dreams,
Better than love bursting at the seams.
You taught me silence, taught me how
To disappear—just like you now.
Bitterness clings like perfume stale,
Stronger than every goodbye tale.
You left a bruise no one can see—
But bitterness…
It walks with me.

I used to break at every crack,
Now I wear the weight, never looking back.
You didn’t end me, didn’t win—
You just carved the steel within.

Bitterness suits me, fits me tight,
Walks beside me through the night.
You lost me slow, but I won peace—
And bitterness?
It gave release.