I asked you to not be afraid To share your feelings with me All of them Stupid naïve girl If only she knew That she asked for something She couldn’t handle Drown in emotions Try to grasp all that he throws They’ll all fall and break eventually You overwhelmed yourself Little girl Flee Run It’s all you know Leave him with more scars Harden his heart further Crush what little hope he had remaining With the palm of your negligence While yours will carry with it The crack of his remembrance And the absence of your innocence
I’m so sorry; you know who you are. I say this, knowing you will never read this. Again, I didn’t mean for it to get it to where it went. I guess this is my own grieving process. I hope one day you find happiness as a source that’s not in a person but in something that is constant. I wish you love and healing.