and I walk away- everytime

before- the tags diverge from romance and **** to revenge, toxic, abuse, and worse

hairline fracture in him discovered- and then ah, it's honestly no wonder

when they've lost my foundation of trust
it all sweeps away as if shattered glass swept into a dustpan

what could have been- crackling to nothing in an instant like detonated highrises-

when those thick clouds roll overhead
with an exasperated sigh I roll my eyes-

and I go inside-

I am not going to brave bad weather as if it's deserving of a medal