Did I ever mean anything to you? Did I? Or was I just your little experiment, to see how hard  you could push before I fell? Here’s a little life tip: you can’t push someone to their breaking point and not stick around to help them pick up the pieces. You were everything I ever wanted, you were perfect. I would’ve done anything for you, to make you happy, to make you stay. You meant the world to me. My happiness was wrapped up inside of you. You’ve left me broken.
But I still love you.
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A thousand times over, “word”.
<3
Been feeling this way for close to a year since someone left me. Never knew how real it could be to tell someone “you broke me”. I just don’t work anymore. I don’t think I’ll ever look at the world the same way. But, 11 months later, still trying to move on and get over it.