Why oh why oh why.
I told the person i was in love with, how much i trusted him, how weak and out of control, yet so in control i felt, how i trusted him like family.
and to think that he knew, my every thought, my every insecurity and strength, and became someone I know i could never trust with my heart again, breaks it again.
i know this meg, more than you could know. and it angers me, yet saddens me still, i suppose it always will.
one for the library here.
Instant karma's gonna get you.