everyone always has so many stories to tell.
they never tell you when they broke.
but everyone breaks.
(I've got the scars and the bruises to prove it.)
I wanna hear about when you broke.
I wanna hear about when your self-centered, egotistical shell broke.
when you let go of the tough façade that you've built.
when the vulnerability showed.
I need to know that a heart, a red bleeding heart, is in that chest.
I need to know you aren't empty.