Once again, I fall straight through— you rip the tears right out of me.
You came when I wasn't even looking, cut through my soul like it was still free to bleed.
You told me stories— I’d heard that script before. You saw me coming, like stars breaking through cloud, and still twisted me like I was nothing, like I was no good.
Then you balanced my heart against your blood, made it feel like love was mutual, like I could breathe— and then tore it all apart.
You said you loved me. You gave me your heart. But mine— you took freely, and ripped it to pieces without even blinking.
You vanished the moment I cried.
Now I sit alone— numb, dead-eyed— and you pretend I don’t exist.
You can’t even text me. Like I never mattered. Like this— this ache— was just a phase.
So take your spin, your tired lines, your twisted truths and cast them aside— just like you did with my mind.