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i promised myself over and over

and over and over again

i would never be like you

alone, cold and heartless

but i turned out just like you

with a fragile heart and

mistakes that etched themselves into my future

and i see the way he looks

at me with eyes of betrayal

and i wonder if he really did

trust me enough, to feel that deception

at my broken promise

but like you said bonnie

promises are made only to be

broken and forgotten

and left be

but he's not letting me f o r g e t

and at night i toss and turn

and my mind burns

with memories and secrets

all so dark and painful and so very

much like the secrets you keep

they're just meant for one, right?

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