” You said if I fall, you’d be there to catch me, and I believed you… until I hit the ground.”

She’s broken

because

she 

believed. 


I trusted you.

No,

don’t be sorry

it was my mistake, 

not yours.

 

And that’s the thing

about love,

isn’t it?

you’ll let them

get away 

with murder,

even if 

it is 

your own.

 

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