poetry ;; typical_writers

broken. | edited

Maybe I got chills because it was cold, but I like to think it was because of the words you whispered in my ear.

You always helped me look past my fear.

But as time went on I realized how much you were never here.

So I walked my own path, and was seemingly suprised to see you un-affected.

This is never what i suspected.

The right people will make you happy inside, don't let their pretty words mask their souls.

Because now what's left of my heart is a hole.

Because you were my everything, I wanted to help you so bad.

But in return, all you did was make me sad.

Manipulative behavior does not descend from love.

In spite of...

In spite of the way I kept you happy, and how I followed your every request.

Well I'm not a slave, so I'm putting this to a rest.

I don't need you to love myself.

So before you go and try to break people down, just know that in the end the only one that's broken is yourself.