Never Did:
You never did love me, don't even pretend you did.." I whisper, in my bathroom, against the glass shower wall. I had seen something unforgiving.
I wish I could just die, as I shake violently against the glass. Wishing it would shatter. And a piece stabbing me in my heart as he did when he did that.
He never did.
The words repeating and taunting me, without mercy, in my mind.
Should I finish this?
