Dead inside  , I didn&

Dead inside  , I didn’t know how to feel. I let you in and I don’t what you’ve done to me. I remind myself repeatedly that I could do better than you because all you ever did was hurt me badly . The fact that I accepted your apologies every time … I can’t forgive myself. We’ve been through this so many times  ,  and you want to keep going there . There were nights when I cried ,myself to sleep .. remember the ones when you were there to help me , hold me , feel me ? You said we’d be forever , remember ?! - the whole time you were telling me lies . It's hard to go to bed with a broken heart . I figured that one day these broken hearted nights would be nights that I have dreams that i don't wake up from . Sometimes I say it’s just me that feels this way . Sometimes I think that I blame myself for things.

 

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