maybe I'm so used to you stabbing me in the same place,
over and over again.
cut deep through my wound that I'm sure won't heal anytime soon, or ever.
so I don't know how to feel,
when you apologize over the same mistake that you've made,
over and over again.
YOU ARE READING
Before The Dawn | ✔
Non-Fictionafter all you don't need water to feel like drowning, do you? --- dedicated to you, the only person who took my breath away with your pretty lies and empty promises. © Copyrights Reserved
