I wish I could hate you as much as you made me hate myself.
β€” 14 Word Story (via hopelesslyhealing)

I let you in through the openings on the surface of my temple
You were a walking broken record
Only emitting your own noise, never choosing to take in what you were asked to
But that wasn’t your fault
I tried to tell you things that made me deteriorate on the inside
I tried explaining to you that I wasn’t perfect
But just like you, you never took in what you were asked
You left out the openings I made for myself
Your pieces tearing me as you left
You left me when I needed you the most

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