Literature
For the few that stayed...
I tried to make it better, but I guess it was too late.
When we spoke, his words were full of hate.
I knew then, that we would never be the same,
I knew that to him, this was all just a game,
I wanted to fix it, but had no clue what went wrong,
I heard his mindset dancing over every song,
After a while I just gave in,
This time I forfeited and let him win.
My heart was ripped, torn, and shattered,
I wanted him to make it better, but knew I didn't matter,
I knew at that moment, that I had let him define me,
But that wasn't a problem anymore, he was behind me.
My life would forever be changed by that moment,
I had given him my hear