This Ain't Your Fairytale

I never knew what it meant to be heartbroken until you said those words to me.
Now I can hardly breathe, I can't eat, I can't sleep and I can't do the things I'm supposed to do.
My eyes are not brown in colour anymore.
They're red from all the crying.
My existance has no meaning right now.
I just want to disappear and never feel this pain again.
You didn't give me a choice.
You didn't think about me when you decided you wanted to be free.
I used to be free.
With you.
That was freedom for me.
Your endless love was freedom for me.
Now you say you're confused about that love for me.
And I am trapped.
Trapped within this terrible nightmare.
And I can't wake up.
I'm breaking apart, and there is only one who can heal me.
That's you.
But you're not there to take me into your arms and heal my bleeding wounds.
You're not there.
And I feel so desperately alone...

Jag vet inte när jag skriver här igen.
Känns meningslöst.
Allting känns meningslöst just nu.
Det här blev ett personligt inlägg, men jag bryr mig faktiskt inte.


Kiitos