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Because of You
I don’t believe him
Because of you,
I don’t believe him
when he tells me he loves me,
or when he leans in closer to whisper
he’ll never leave me.
Because of you,
I’ve put all my fucking walls up again,
forbidding anyone to let them down,
nor allowing the light to shine in
on my darkening heart.
Because of you,
I feel jaded
and incomplete,
as if I may never be whole again
because I’ve let the cracks run themselves thick.
Because of you,
I cry myself to sleep,
not once wondering if he could be the one
because I don’t believe in fairytales anymore:
love is a sick joke.
Because of you,
I think I’ve let go of the balloon of hope,
but is there such a thing?
I doubt it —
I doubt him.
Because of you,
I look at myself deeply in the mirror,
seeing a shadow of what I once was,
and not…
