A letter to my fragile heart. I have met a boy today. Prepare to be torn apart. It won't be long before he walks away. Everything will start off good,then things will change for the worse. Nothing will be as I once understood. He'll start hitting me at first. He'll say every time he's sorry,he'll say it won't happen again. He'll say how much he really loves me. I'll fall for it every time in the end. Soon after that comes the mental abuse, telling me that I'm worthless. There is no longer any truce. I will be cast into the shadows of nothingness. He will constantly beat me. He'll only be satisfied when I'm in fear. It will get so bad I'll always be dizzy. Things will no longer be clear. He will beat me until my last breath. Sorry my dear heart,it's my fault. Soon comes our end,our death. Sorry, it's all my fault
Love,
Michelle
