you weren't entirely positive on what broke you, but you were sure it had something to do with all the late night phone calls and laughing till you cried and how it was all so quiet when that stopped and it hurt even more when it was over. so you got drunk on tears and cried cider until you couldn't remember the name, couldn't remember your own name or the faint whispering from people that weren't really there, and the cruel things they said about you when they thought you weren't listening but you always were, you always were.
