A Little Broken
Trust- so hard to earn, so easy to lose... and you lost mine.
You say you didn't do SO wrong, that your intentions were honorable... and maybe it's true.
After all, what do I know? I'm nobody...
I'm just the one who's heart now has a few more tiny cracks than before.
I know there's more to the story, but all my heart sees are lies, and love, and a betrayal, and need.
You've got me so mixed up right now, I don't know which way is up with you, and I don't like this confusion.
I want to go back to feeling the way I did before, not this wary rawness that bleeds when it's touched on too roughly.
I want to just know I love you, without thinking about your hands where they didn't belong.
I want them to have been where they DID belong.
You ask me how I am- do you think I'll really say anything but I'm fine?
Well... maybe the other standby, saying I WILL be.
...and I AM fine, really... just a little bit broken by this, but not enough to matter.
I can keep going on.