Those words pierced through my heart as if each one was a bullet. Sending shivers throughout my body as though I'm experiencing a seizure, gasping for air every second. My tear ducts turn into a broken faucet that can't be shut off. Short, pitch wails escape my mouth as I try to shut up and stay strong but I'm not just crying, I'm mourning over us. Not only did you betray me, you stabbed me multiple times and let go of my hand on numerous occasions. Why did I trust you, why did I let my guard down, why did I become this way? Each time I inhale it feels like my heart is being mutilated. My head is so light, I'm able to tip over and collapse. Maybe it's from the dehydration, maybe it's from the shock, maybe it's from the pieces of my heart stabbing my other organs. I haven't been like this for three years. Why must you bring this horrid emotion back? I feel so lonesome, so unwanted, so isolated. Why must I keep getting hurt and betrayed. Why can't I just be a normal happy girl? I should've learned my lesson from last time, why did I give love another go? I'm so foolish, I should've known. I should've looked back upon the wound graced across my chest, scaring my once pure heart into an ugly thing deformed with hatred, vengeance, and depression. Here comes another mark upon the canvas, making it even more revolting.
I'm tired, worn down and out. Dance to your heart's content, dance until your legs ache, dance until you die. I won't interfere. Indulge in whatever, neglect whatever. I won't say anything. Just don't expect me to be behind the scene cheering you on. Don't get upset when you see me communicating with other guys and not with you. It's what you chose.
