I’m confused, broken, disappointed and defiled because of you.

You broke down my walls just for me to put them back up again. Because of you I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to trust anyone else and let my guard down.

I’ve had to walk on egg shells for a year and a half of my life. Was it a waste of your time? Was I just a hindrance?

You told me you’d rather have me resent and hate you. I’m starting to, but that hurts more.

I tried. I give up. Give up on us. Trying to fix things and work things out.