My Mistake

You were a mistake to a broken heart; a race I just couldn't win. There was no point in trying any longer… Even now, I still don't understand what he meant. I don't know if I ever will; I should be asking why he did it, not what he meant, but I can't help it. His words were always so confusing. His spoken riddles hiding the truths through pretty words; so poetic and heartbreaking. Why did I ever put myself through that?
  1. The Beginning... I think
    August 11th at 3:28 in the morning