Destoyed… (True)

The pain tears at my heart, ripping it to shreds as I read those words over and over again. Not knowing if he had truly meant it.

But looking over the length of the letter, and the things that he had said within it, surely enough it was all completely true.

Like a dagger, those words stabbed my heart, dug deeper and deeper until the blade was completely through. Bandages do me no good, and a couple of my closest friends have no left me.

There’s nothing left for me but lies and hurt.

If one has nothing to gain, one has nothing to lose…

…If I have nothing to gain…

…Why do I feel like I’ve lost everything….?