My heart is so tired.
Love is a chain of diminishing returns.
Trust no one. //
I have no tears left for you.
A final embrace
You won’t turn
I won’t chase
Nothing more to say
The aching pain lingers, the disappointment old.
The same question echoes as she licks her wounds.
It hurts a little less each time but she will never forget the pain.
The pain that you’ve inflicted with your careless words & ways.
As she retreats in silence, she wonders when she will break free.
Break free from these chains that she’s placed on herself, break free from these chains that you despise & mock.
She pulls away and whispers, “Soon, my love.”
Soon, she will set herself free.
I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.
— Friedrich Nietzsche