I loved with my whole being, gave myself to him.
He had owned me, mind, body, and soul.
Everything, fucking everything.
And it hurts to know that he knew.
He knew All of this.
Yet, he threw me to the side, like the unimportant person I was. That I am. And all of the pent up feelings that I had building up inside of me, gradually over time, have come flooding out. Pouring through every crack in my now weak armour. I can't withhold all of it anymore, I keep crying.
and crying,
and
crying.
Mascara running down my face, I was crouched down, in the middle of the road. The rain had drenched my clothes and I had my right hand over my heart. The pain was unbearably terrible, and ugly. It hurt like hell, heartbreak is probably going down as one of the most painful things to ever happen to me. Breaking my right arm in two places is Nothing compared to this. Well, that also hurt like a bitch, I'm not gonna lie. But this didn't just cause me physical agony, but definitely delivered emotionally as well.
I felt sad, betrayed, frustrated, confused, and angry. My mind was being pulled in a bunch of different directions at the moment.
He had left me here, in the middle of the road to implode and suffer alone. I came apart at the seams.
And there I sat, in the middle of the road.
Alone, sobbing uncontrollably, and slowly dying.
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Song: Killing Me Softly with His Song (Fugees)
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