I told you to leave
because I knew
I deserved better than
what you did to me
what you were doing to me
it hurt when you walked away
and I realized
you were not as upset as me
you could never be as upset as me
I wonder what pieces of me
you took with you
when you left
parts of my heart
now left with all these deep holes
most of my trust
all of my innocence
and hope
good thing though
you can grow back most of those things
a girl who writes 