My Heart had sank to the bottom of my body when he replied.
I couldn't make out the words that he had typed. It was insane.
My body had shattered inside and every piece that fell stabbed me.
I felt betrade and alone on my decisions, like no one else had ever been there.
I was basically Broken along with every emotion,feeling,nerve and part of me.
I felt as if i were looking into a mirror and my reflection wasn't there.
It had been hiding from my shame and lack of dignity. I was broken.
When he thought he'd been played, i was utterly confused.
I had no idea what was going on and how to stop the insanity.
I gave him back his ring and never looked back. My emotions must pour out onto my keyboard as i type this.
Not believing anything anyone says anymore after the s**t he put me through.
Wondering what will come next for me or come next for him.
Where will he be in the next 3 years or what will he be as a matter of fact.
Not having a clue as to what he's been thinking of me the whole time we've known eachother.
But loving the flaws and differences.
Not knowing every characteristic that belonged to him was the ticket to his train.
We were happy as can be, and tradgedy struck when it was least wanted.
Making new friends and covering up the lies that had been said before.
It's hard to try for a second chance even more.
I'm Done. I'm Weak. I AM BROKEN.
I couldn't make out the words that he had typed. It was insane.
My body had shattered inside and every piece that fell stabbed me.
I felt betrade and alone on my decisions, like no one else had ever been there.
I was basically Broken along with every emotion,feeling,nerve and part of me.
I felt as if i were looking into a mirror and my reflection wasn't there.
It had been hiding from my shame and lack of dignity. I was broken.
When he thought he'd been played, i was utterly confused.
I had no idea what was going on and how to stop the insanity.
I gave him back his ring and never looked back. My emotions must pour out onto my keyboard as i type this.
Not believing anything anyone says anymore after the s**t he put me through.
Wondering what will come next for me or come next for him.
Where will he be in the next 3 years or what will he be as a matter of fact.
Not having a clue as to what he's been thinking of me the whole time we've known eachother.
But loving the flaws and differences.
Not knowing every characteristic that belonged to him was the ticket to his train.
We were happy as can be, and tradgedy struck when it was least wanted.
Making new friends and covering up the lies that had been said before.
It's hard to try for a second chance even more.
I'm Done. I'm Weak. I AM BROKEN.
