How come you break my heart, you crush my dreams, you destroy my soul
and yet it’s you I feel sorry for when you break down and tell me you’ve made a
mistake. How come I have to wrong when you’re crying, wondering what you’re
capable of. How is it that I feel like
everything was my fault… your lies, your broken promises, your mistakes. Why is
it fair that I have to suffer for both of us. Why it is fair that I want to be
angry with you forever, yet I know I’ve already forgiven you, where is the justice
in that?
You’re the first person who broke my heart. For the rest of my life, you
will always be the one who hurt me the most. Don’t forget that.
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