You've taken all of what I am.
You tore me apart.
You shattered my heart.
You're dangling me by a thread, walking all over me.
My mouth is taped shut and i'm not worth your time anymore.
How can someone make me so happy and tear me up to pieces inside all at once?
I don't want to be your glued on gameboard piece anymore.
You DON'T own me.
You hurt me more than anyone ever had before.
You also completed me.
But, i guess i just wasn't enough for you.
So keep spraypainting memories on my puzzle piece heart...because soon...YOU'LL just be a memory.
You'll never take me under your mysterious spell again.
Because, someday, that spraypaint on my heart will wash away...and then i'll just be a doll that you toyed with, loved, and ripped apart.
But, both memories aren't as good as the love we shared.
You ruined everything.
I just want you to know that.
So i guess you'll just have to remember me as the gameboard piece you lost...the irriplaceable one that didn't want to play your foolish game...the one you tore apart with your own two hands...the girl who actually had FEELINGS.
We had everything.
Now we have nothing at all.
So thank you for waking me up from my unrealistic dream of being happy...
I'll live my life day by day anyway.
Life goes on before and after you.
So watch me walk away...
And maybe, just maybe...
You'll feel that sharp ping of pain in your chest for the first time in your life...
It burns, doesn't it?
I would know,
Because you mangled me until that feeling never went away.
It became permanent marker on my heart...not just spray paint.
And THAT...
will NEVER wash away.
