2.25.18
"I'm starting to believe," he says as I lean closer to the wall, curling my legs to my chest, arms outstretched and his face on my phone screen, "that it's not worth loving anyone at all, because all they're going to do is stab you in the back and the heart - the sword pierces both."
I didn't expect to hear this from him, but more surprising than that, I didn't expect it to resonate with me so much.
He says that he fought for her, he did so much, he tried so hard, yet, it still ended like this - unexpected and painful and oh so bloody. Too much blood to clean up alone, as she left him.
I did the same, I did it all, I tried so hard and some parts of me are still trying, but I'm also still bleeding.
The sword's still in me and I twist it often.
I didn't expect to hear this from him, but more surprising than that, I didn't expect it to resonate with me so much.
He says that he fought for her, he did so much, he tried so hard, yet, it still ended like this - unexpected and painful and oh so bloody. Too much blood to clean up alone, as she left him.
I did the same, I did it all, I tried so hard and some parts of me are still trying, but I'm also still bleeding.
The sword's still in me and I twist it often.
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