She said she could take it. That she wouldn't let me push her away. She lied.
I pushed and I had. The only thing I know how to do anymore.
She said she'd stay. I wanted to believe her. But I couldn't. And I knew I was right to. I knew she wouldn't do as she said in the end.
I'll admit, I pushed her the hardest. Harder than anyone else. But she said she could take it.
She couldn't.
We really didn't know each other that we'll. I don't know why it hurt so much.
I saw it coming, and I still wasn't ready for it.
I forced it, and still didn't want it.
But I don't know how to stop. To stop pushing. To stop fighting. To stop altogether.
I couldn't. I had to protect what was left of my heart. But I think I broke it all by myself. So much for protecting it.
