Broken Hearts (Brooklyn Beckham) [editing]

He was like fire. You could stare at him forever, but so dangerous to touch and play with.
He was like a song I couldn't get out of my head. Hard as I tried, the melody of our meeting run through my mind on an endless loop, each time as surprisingly sweet as the last, like a lullaby, like a hymn, and I couldn't think I could ever get tired of hearing it.
But, he put me down when I needed him more than ever.
When no one was there for me.
And that's when I know it's over. As soon as you start thinking about the beginning, it's the end.
Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise.
After losing him, everything went black and white. All I was thinking about was one thing.
I became weaker every single moment.
I was so much in pain.
I screamed so loud,
But no one heard a thing.
All the spaces between us, kept getting deeper.
I fell so deep. But he didn't even reach out a hand for me to hold...