The Mirror

Take down the pictures of us. How could i be so silly to think you loved me and we would last forever. All the times you said I'm sorry babe it will never happen again. How could I be so naive ? Now I see how much you hurt me. I can now look in the mirror you gave me and the scars I gave myself. Maybe one day I can look past them and see me not the pain or the broken heart that rests in my ribcage. I hope that day is near, so I can forget about you and the pain you put me through but for now I will just have to wait for that day to come.