I’ve gone months without thinking about you. What I once used to feel is so far gone it doesn’t feel real anymore. All I have left is a letter you wrote to me on my birthday shoved in the back of my closet that I can’t seem to throw away, yet I still can’t stand to open and read it. But I think mostly, I have forgotten you and I stopped caring.
But then your name is mentioned on a night like tonight and it hits too close to home. All I can think of is how devastated I was and how I didn’t know it was possible to feel that much pain. How much I want to scream and break and ask you why you would do the things you did. But I continue to stare blankly. You broke my heart for the first time and I’ll always be cautious because of it. I know I’ll be fine tomorrow but tonight I’m broken again
— sink-orr-swim, I’m still trying to forget that you broke my heart