6/12/26

I have to listen to a song about heartbreak and hold your heart and mine.

I threw it all away, I know, but I still protected your mind.

You’re so angry at me. I’m so angry at me too. But you think I don’t love you and that’s just not true.

Because you still have my heart. A small piece of it is being held hostage.

I know I wasn’t brave. I should’ve just been honest. But I didn’t want to break you any more than you had already been promised.

It was my job to fix you. I’m sorry that I couldn’t. But I am still dreadfully devoted.