You broke my heart
I've been guarding it for so long
I opened up to you and you broke it.
When did I become so fragile?
Part of me thinks it's silly
Over something so petty.
But I can't shake off the feeling
The fact that it was a little thing.
I guess it's the little things
The ones I consider most thoughtful
That can affect me so much
I can't even put up my strong facade
The one I use often
So easily
Who knew that
So easily
I could break
In your hands.
-D.D.
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 9:39 PM UTC
You broke my heart
I've been guarding it for so long
I opened up to you and you broke it.
When did I become so fragile?
Part of me thinks it's silly
Over something so petty.
But I can't shake off the feeling
The fact that it was a little thing.
I guess it's the little things
The ones I consider most thoughtful
That can affect me so much
I can't even put up my strong facade
The one I use often
So easily
Who knew that
So easily
I could break
In your hands.
-D.D.
Felt sad so I wrote about it. I guess this is what love is. It breaks down your walls and makes you fragile.
