You broke me. You didn't break my
You broke me. You didn't break my heart, your didn't mess up my perception of what love or relationships are. You broke me. I didn't get out of bed. I didn't eat. I didn't sleep. I stayed on the bathroom floor dry heaving into the toilet for two days. I feel so embarrassed that I wasn't stronger. I feel so stupid that I let you do that to me. I hate that you never spoke to me. I hate that it got to me that you never spoke to me again. I'm not trash, why did you have to treat me like I was? I was a good person. I am a good person. I didn't deserve it. I try to tell myself that I hope your life works out okay, but deep down? I hope you become a failure. I don't want to think it but I do. This is what you've made me become. I will always hate you.