I trusted you. All the dusty corners of my soul, the ones that I had been too scared to reach, I let you come in and sweep them clean. I opened myself up to you in ways I swore I never would. Every inch of me was yours. And then you threw it away like trash. You took every part of me, every thing we’d planned and grown, every piece of love and trust I gave to you, and burned it to the ground. Because this isn’t love. That’s what you said, that you didn’t love me. But of course you didn’t, I’m just a broken girl crazy enough to think you would be different.
My fault. (via ifthenightcouldtalk)
















