the hurt hidden in the word "heartbreak"
He loved me.
Really, he did.
I think.
But things change
And People change
And you wonder if you ever really belonged with them.
We held the world in our hands.
The time was in our control.
He held the hammer
And I held the nails,
And we worked together
To build our world.
As the years passed
He began to strike harder
Too hard
And instead of counting the days
I was counting the times he apologized for the purple and blue marks on my skin.
It came.
He struck the nail
Too hard.
He broke it
And everything we had
Was destroyed.
Everything we had
Everything I loved.
Time passed.
They told me I would heal.
They told me time was the tape
To heal my broken wounds
They lied.,
Time was the wood the hammer and nails used
To cover up the pain
To cover the destruction he caused in my heart
I was broken
Oh, right.
I still am.
-hurt pt. 1
c.s.