I might not look heartbroken,
Because I still go to school,
Keep my grades at least at an average,
But deep down,
I hate myself,
For loving,
Opening up to you,
Letting you in,
When I had it all sealed away,
Just so I wouldn't get hurt.
You said I could trust you?
Clearly I shouldn't have.
You broke me.
That's the end of the story,
I'm done telling you that
I'm sorry,
When,
You never ever apologized
For hurting me to the point
When my heart aches.
