Alone

I stood there, crying. I didn't know what to do, what to say, I just wanted to leave, wanted to leave everything behind, and just run away. I knew everything, the secrets, the lies, every little thing. I saw what he had done, I heard what he said. It broke me, i sat on that curb, with the moments being replayed in my head like a terrible flashback that just won't stop. Now matter how hard I tried, the amount of crying, of screaming, the painful bitter moments still played on in my head. Before everything fell apart, I remember the lies. Not the lies he was telling me, the lies I said to myself in an attempt to keep my sanity, my happiness. I told myself that I was happy, that it was all alright. I said that it was okay, and everything wasn't true. I told myself that I was happy, when the truth was that every breath got harder and harder to take. the truth was that I was alone, and I was nothing without you.