You.
Just one word that can mean so much.
But to me, you are a murderer.
You murdered my happiness, my dreams, and my heart.
Yet, it is a true miracle how I still live on.
The promise that someone sincerely meant,
The words that saved me from your vicious, cruel harmful act.
"You're strong, and here I am with my arms out wide to hold and protect you. To never shatter you, and to never let you forget how far you've come."
The funny thing is,
You're the one who is supposed to say that to me.
Not to ruin me.
Such a small word,
But you bring such meaning to it.
I hope you know that you have destroyed a vast part of my life,
I know that I will live on,
But still,
It hurts more than words can describe,
All thanks to,
You.
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