Betrayal. One of the worst pains to feel.
When am I going to be betrayed again?
Watch my back.
Cry myself to sleep wondering what I did wrong to be betrayed—cheated, lied to, and broken.
It’s been almost a year since I’ve chosen to forgive you But still, it hurts.
Like the burning of a hot blade pressed against flesh.
What did I do to deserve this? Why was I not good enough?
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 1:05 AM UTC
Betrayal. One of the worst pains to feel.
When am I going to be betrayed again?
Watch my back.
Cry myself to sleep wondering what I did wrong to be betrayed—cheated, lied to, and broken.
It’s been almost a year since I’ve chosen to forgive you But still, it hurts.
Like the burning of a hot blade pressed against flesh.
What did I do to deserve this? Why was I not good enough?
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