And this is how we must learn to love; without expectation or attachment.
Writer. Poet. Survivor. Warrior.
Sorry I can no longer put your needs above my own.
Hearts as valuable as yours were never made for careless hands.
Maybe you will find him. Maybe you won’t. Either way, it doesn’t matter.
You are so much more than you see.
Nobody has the right to hold you prisoner to your mistakes when they don’t know a damn thing about the choices you had to choose from and how hard you fought just to survive.
A heart that is betrayed is changed forever.
Piece by piece, you ripped yourself apart. Piece by piece, you gave yourself away.