I was changed. I wasn't always like this.One boy. I let him get to me.
He broke me. Without even meaning to.
The times I let myself reminisce about the past, I'm left depressed and hurt. By far it hurts me, as if a machete was driven right through my heart with every intention of piercing through.
It was successful.
Very successful.
YOU ARE READING
You are mine. Mine.
FanfictionIt doesn't make a difference. Everything is already set in stone. He is mine. Only mine.