I really hope you could hear it, feel it, the minute you broke me.
The minute you spoke too hesitant making me uneasy, I could've sworn I've felt that silence before, honey.
But you knew every time I spoke that void, it was clear.
You took my child like love as if it was too much for your own good, and now I think I've never truly fallen before.
Because I was only searching the world for some sort of validation, reflection of who I was, and that's not real.
You changed me, but I'm not complaining because how naive I was before you is honestly embarrassing.
I've always been this drifting weight to everybody, but all I do is care, you were my priority.
I never take care of myself, I'm ashamed to admit that I'm easy to mold, to control, I just wanted to be someone you hold.
But I no longer chase affection, because honestly the girl you hurt was young and dumb in the name of trust, I'm too numb to feel that much.