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Stitches

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My heart was torn apart because of you. The way you broke my heart and soul so casually. Did you ever care about me at all?! You said we could still be friends. I do not want that anymore! I never want to see your face or hear your voice again. Every time you look at me and talk the way you do, I melt, I want to forgive you. Not again, I will not fall victim to this painful circle of hear break any longer. I am tired of stitching my heart back together just for you to rip them back out again.

After the first time you did this to me, I forgave you without a second though. I began to feel better and slowly put the pieces of my heart back together again.  I let my thoughts of happiness that we possibly could start over and try again cloud my judgment, I ignored all my doubts and let go of the past too easily. I was such a fool to fall for you all over again! The fragile stitches holding my breaking heart begin to fray day by day as you hurtfully lead me on. Then you turned around and tore them out and ripped my heart apart even more! Again, the way you hurt me was so casual to you! Like breaking a girls' heart means nothing and is no big deal to you!

I kept my calm as you tore up my heart. But the second we walked away from one another, my true feelings poured out from me. Like a dam that burst and the water is rushing out all at once.

I hid myself away for the rest of the day, locked in my room. The following day in school, I avoided you, ignored you. My truest friends stood along side me and supported me the whole time. I have had enough of you! I thought you really were my friend, sometimes even more than a friend. But I was blinded by ignorance, keeping me from seeing the real you, a cold hearted, soulless, backstabbing jerk! You never cared about me or my feelings at all!

Never talk to me again. Do not come near me, do not even look at me. I never want to deal with you in my life again! Goodbye forever…

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I will stitch my heart back together once again, hoping it shall never be ripped apart by you again. These stitches will forever remind me how much you hurt me.
True Story...

My life went from bad to good to worse.... Honestly, those knives in my kitchen drawer are extremely tempting...

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Kerry-A-Wolfe's avatar
I've had this happen to me with a very dear girlfriend of mine when I was going through the phase of establishing my sexuality. I understand completely :blackrose: