Put it into words

Broken

We are broken.
Everyone.
Some more than others.
I've been hurt many times.
Twice by one person.
I trusted him with everything I had.
I still do.
I would take him back without hesitation.
After all he's done to me,
he's broken my heart,
more than once.
But I would take him back.
It's weird though.
I've never met him.
Yeah I know,
how can I fall in love with someone
whom I've never met.
Well it's easy.
You let yourself.
You may tell yourself you won't,
but before you know it,
his personality has caught you and it won't
let you go.
It has latched onto your heart,
and it has a knife hovering over it,
tempting to slice you into pieces.
You regret everything that happened.
You hate yourself for falling for him.
You hate yourself for those words that started
your first conversation.
You regret telling him how you feel.
You regret laughing to yourself at his
corny jokes.
You've fallen for him.
I've fallen too hard.
But he wasn't there at the bottom to
catch you or me.
He just watched us fall.
And we broke.
He told me he was sorry for hurting me.
He said he never wanted to hurt me.
And I took him back.
You took him back.
And the cycle started again.
And again.
And again.
We fell.
And fell
And we'll fall some more.
Because we're broken.
And once we're broken,
we won't do anything but break some more.
And we,
are broken.