I gave you my body,
let you hold pieces of me
that nobody else could touch.
I handed you my heart carefully,
like glass trembling in my hands,
and you took it so easily.
Now you ignore me
like my love is something you can pause
and return to whenever you feel lonely.
Your excuse is,
“That’s just who I am.”
But how can hurting me
become part of who you are?
You became the person
who breaks the soul that trusted you.
I opened my book to you,
showed you pages written with tears,
with fears,
with scars I spent years hiding.
Some pages stayed closed at first
because I wasn’t brave enough yet.
I wasn’t sure if I could trust you completely.
But you called it lying.
You made me feel guilty
for protecting wounds
that were still bleeding.
So I gave you everything.
Every chapter.
Every secret.
Every trembling piece of myself.
And you used my own words against me.
Still…
I loved you harder.
I tried again.
I gave you my all
even while I was falling apart.
But why ignore me
when you know silence destroys me?
Why point at my insecurities
like they are weapons to use
instead of wounds to heal?
You make my heart bleed quietly.
You make my soul ache in places
I cannot explain.
My pages are torn now,
scattered everywhere,
ruined by the hands
I trusted to protect them.
Do whatever you want to me,
break me if you must,
leave scars if you have to—
just please…
don’t ignore me.
My heart cannot survive
being abandoned
by the person it beats for.
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 9:56 AM UTC
I gave you my body,
let you hold pieces of me
that nobody else could touch.
I handed you my heart carefully,
like glass trembling in my hands,
and you took it so easily.
Now you ignore me
like my love is something you can pause
and return to whenever you feel lonely.
Your excuse is,
“That’s just who I am.”
But how can hurting me
become part of who you are?
You became the person
who breaks the soul that trusted you.
I opened my book to you,
showed you pages written with tears,
with fears,
with scars I spent years hiding.
Some pages stayed closed at first
because I wasn’t brave enough yet.
I wasn’t sure if I could trust you completely.
But you called it lying.
You made me feel guilty
for protecting wounds
that were still bleeding.
So I gave you everything.
Every chapter.
Every secret.
Every trembling piece of myself.
And you used my own words against me.
Still…
I loved you harder.
I tried again.
I gave you my all
even while I was falling apart.
But why ignore me
when you know silence destroys me?
Why point at my insecurities
like they are weapons to use
instead of wounds to heal?
You make my heart bleed quietly.
You make my soul ache in places
I cannot explain.
My pages are torn now,
scattered everywhere,
ruined by the hands
I trusted to protect them.
Do whatever you want to me,
break me if you must,
leave scars if you have to—
just please…
don’t ignore me.
My heart cannot survive
being abandoned
by the person it beats for.
I can only give u my all