secrets.

him

I throw around the word love too much.

I said I loved her but when she left I didn't cry —

I said I loved him and I told myself I didn't as I said it.

But now I realize who he is.

He will fix hearts. He will fix hearts.

Which is great, ya know, because mine is broken —

Broken from her leaving, the one who didn't make me cry.

I like to think I'm strong.

I'm not.

I'm weak and stupid and yes I'm — growing —

Yes it's better without her and I can see now how much he — means to me —

But he doesn't see me. He doesn't. He doesn't.

But boy do I see him.