My biggest mistake was letting my guard down for someone who was half there. I welcomed with open arms, revealing all the scars that I wore. I wholeheartedly loved someone who couldn’t even meet me half way. Now i’m sat here thinking, did I really want him or did I love the illusion of him wanting me? I feel for his words but his actions showed otherwise. It pains me knowing that he knows my secrets. He didn’t deserve to know my soul in such depth. He didn’t deserve my feelings. He didn’t deserve me. I’m the type of girl who would’ve light up his whole world yet in the end, he burnt my love to the ground.