Two Broken Hearts

(Lillian's P.O.V.)

I take a cold, wet washcloth to my knuckles and wipe the blood off. I didn't even feel any pain. I'm getting worse. Why did he even try to come in my room? We are going to be artist-songwriter, but he had no reason to open my door to my room, we weren't working at that time. 

He just..I can't. I built up walls the second he left me. Now it's just me guarding myself. I've protected him, but he isn't gonna protect me. I refuse. He never even told me why he left me. 

He only left me because he kept denying that I loved him. He denied my love. He left me with no motives behind it. He was the cause of my destruction. He is my ruination.  

He changed who I was. All by denying true love. 

Love can ruin people.  

I walk to my closet and change into my black hoodie and purple shorts. My knuckles open and I wince slightly. Back when I was his, I would let him take care of me. 

Things change and so do people.