You act like nothing's happened. You say you care about me, you love me, you hope that I have a nice day, but how can I trust you after what you did? You hurt me. You had no idea what you even did to me. You say that you're sorry, that you didn't mean it, that you never wanted to replace me. Then why did you? Why did you crush me and throw me into a pit of broken hearts? Why did you do this to me, if you "cared" about me? You say you love him, but every time we talk about him you say he's too unstable to be loved, and that you wish it was me. Then why couldn't it be me? It used to be me, before you broke me.
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What You Did
Short StoryA story for someone who I thought I meant the world to, but in reality, I was just another pawn in their game of chess.
