The skin around these bones.

In that moment in time there was something I couldn't shake off.
Something I couldn't seem to break with my bare hands.
I lost my mind that very second, I entered that black room.
That hurtful look she threw upon my eyes.
I couldn't get out; I didn't want to stay there with her.
It's horrible to say, but I couldn't stand it.
I couldn't handle it; I would have left her there to die.
Just selfish, I was a coward.
I never wanted this to happen.
But I tried to save myself before her, but why?
My life was not more important than the girl I once seemed to love.
Maybe I knew she'd hurt me in the end.
Or maybe if she was in my position she would have left me to die.
The same way I was about to leave her.
But I didn't leave, I stayed.
And what I thought would happen… did.
I saved her, she took my hand.
Pulled herself up off the ground, but pushed me straight back down.
Told me I wasn't worth the skin wrapped around my bones.
She believed I was never better off with anyone else.
If she couldn't have me, no one could.
She left me for dead,
I laid there for ages in the dark.
When you're in the dark long enough,
Your eye's start to see what others can't.
And I got stronger.
Someone will save me one day.
Hopefully..
I never wanted to trust again...