you will look at her and see a sad girl with bright eyes and think you have a chance to make it right.
you will talk to her and discover a wild world of darkness rests on the tip of her tongue.
she will spiral lies and tell you secrets until there's water falling from your eyes, and you will wonder why everyone found loving her so hard because to you it's so easy.
and then one after one her lies will start to twist and fade and your head will start to spin and hands begin to shake.
you will realize that everything in her eyes was all a world she painted gray.
she will try and tell you it's alright.
you will know it's another lie.
and then because she feels you slipping, she will use every word you once told her.
flipping them to fit her new world order, and using your heart to mend her own.
and then you will find yourself, empty with bruises and scrapes.
soulless and heartless as she wastes them away as her own.
and you will wonder where you went wrong.
it was the moment you begun to love her.
