I have tried to put words
to the ways that you betrayed me.
But I simply can’t.
When I try to do so,
my breath quickens,
and I crumble to the ground,
knowing that even though
you never cared as much as I,
I cared so much more
that at some point, you did.
I still wear the golden hoops
you got me, floating over my shoulders,
but I don’t wear our friendship bracelet—
I don’t want it anymore.
I still think about how he put
his hands on your legs
and how you corresponded.
It’s not that you did it—
it’s the fact
that you made me believe
I didn’t see.
When I tried to solve the puzzle
and I asked you for a clue,
I gave away my eyes
as I confirmed my suspicions.
Yet you asked me how I was—
you were concerned with my concern,
and I pretended I didn’t know.
I pretended once again.
You took away my self-confidence,
you took away my self-esteem.
I cover the mirrors on the walls—
I feel ugly, I feel broke.
You knew the cost of our friendship.
You could have chosen anyone,
but you made your choice,
to do it with who it would hurt more
and now I don’t feel whole.
I am not whole anymore.
Pics are mine
![To someone I loved deeply at some point-[c] I have tried to put words
[c] to the ways that you betrayed me.
[c] But I simply](https://image.staticox.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpm1.aminoapps.programascracks.com%2F9343%2F5209b3d077bebb7c7e704748385a498efabd5080r1-2048-1536v2_hq.jpg)
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