Dear Anonymous,
You stepped over my heart. You crushed it, bent it, tore it apart. And this is your way of fixing it? am I that easy to just throw away? I can't believe this pain. It's so strong, it's so real, it's so damn physical. My heart isn't beating, it's throbbing. It isn't pumping, it's bleeding. Friends get mad but it's freaking insane to lose their bond over a misunderstanding. Nothing is making sense to me. My chest is on fire, I'm choking, my eyes are dripping, my mind is shattered. Yet there is something at the back of my mind whispering to me that I made a mistake, that I should do something to fix this. I'm exhausted, I know I have done nothing wrong, yet it's still me who has to make amends. Just what are you?
-AL