torn

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I just lay here as the tears flow passed my cheeks, pooling at the surface of my pillow.

as my mind goes through everything, I just lay here still.

I wish I could make them stop, but

there is nothing I can do about my thoughts.

they fill me up.

the pieces of broken memories and fantasies, hurt.

but the thing that inflicts the most pain is you.

you came and ripped my heart wide open.

I invited you in and you broke everything.

you shattered the things that mattered most.

you took my emotions, tore them to pieces, and left like it was nothing.

you didn't care.

you never actually cared.

you probably never even think about me.

even after what you had done, I still think about you.

I still care.

but it can never be the same again.

I should have never even let you in.

I could've kept you out.

that's what I should have done.

but I couldn't help but think that we could make this work.

I was wrong.

I was terribly wrong.

A/N: I took this picture btw. hope you enjoy.

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