I was fine before you.
Before your smile,
your words,
your promises.
I didn’t need anyone.
I didn’t believe in love.

And then you came.
And everything changed.
I didn’t need saving —
but you made me believe I did.

You said you fell for me.
I believed you.
I was yours —
but you were never mine.

You taught me to love myself.
You told me I was beautiful.
You told me I deserved more.
You told me I was worth it.

You lifted me so high,
built me up piece by piece —
only to watch me fall.

You said I would break your heart,
but it was you who shattered mine.

I was never the girl you chose,
just a problem you wanted to fix,
a pastime to **** your loneliness.

And when you were done,
you left me holding the pieces.

You broke me,
even after everything you taught me about being whole.

And now I sit here:
empty,
lost,
wishing I had never met you,
wishing I could forget you,
wishing I had never believed a single word you said.