My grandparents used to always warn me about boys. Though as years went on, their excitement for my new relationship began to turn into fear as their smiles faded when i answer their "how's my baby doing?" questions.
Even right now as i desperately try to find the right words, nothing will ever be able to describe the pain i am in. The question "Why?" runs endlessly through my empty head every. single. day.
I stay awake every night thinking about them. For every boy, theres a specific crack for them in my heart. "Why did he cheat on me" "Why did he lie to me" "Why did he-"
"-use."
"-manipulate."
"-force."
My heart is broken and i hate saying that for the reason that the phrase is so easily thrown around. What am i supposed to feel in order for people to take my feelings seriously
