b:mine

And it’s sad because every time I look at you all I can see are the times I begged you to just fucking stay. All the times you promised you weren’t going anywhere, that you would always be here, so where the fuck are you now? Because every time I look at you all I can see is the first time you told me you loved me, how easily those three words fell from the tip of your tongue, and I was stupid enough to believe you.
—  Because every time I look at you I fall apart over and over again.