“I’m not proud of that moment”
You were my safe space.
You were my friend...
With you, I finally felt like I can be me.
You encouraged me.
You helped me see that I am capable of
so much more than what I felt that night.
How do I trust again?
Will I ever be able to sleep soundly around people? Will I ever not feel forced?
You broke my trust!
You broke me.
So, congratulations I guess, I finally know what you feel like too.
But the thing that hurt me most,
I said no and you disrespected me...
yet I was the one that said sorry.
I was the one that distant myself!
I might be blind,
but you can keep your fucking eye...