i watched how your messages,
became slower
and slower.
you stopped replying.
i stopped making you smile like i used to,
i watched how you stopped laughing at the cute things i did,
like;
biting my lip,
leaning my head to one side,
and, talking in a cute voice to you.
i watched how you hooked to her.
i watched how your tone, changed;
completely.
i watched you,
slowly,
leave.

and his mouth was on mine
gental,
like he was afraid to break me,
but passionate,
like he wanted me

and that,
was the last time i ever,
ever,
felt loved

i never believed people
when they said how much it hurts
to have your heart broken
until
it was me
lying on my bedroom floor
with mascara running down my face
gasping for air
crying
so dont you dare say
you have never killed anyone
because that night
*you killed me