You betrayed me. I trusted you and you told me he would love me, but he didn't. He just held me. And that was enough for you, but not for me. I needed more. I needed the promise. I needed the hope and the future and the honor. And he didn't honor me. He held me and then he let me go. Left. Just left. Not saying he was leaving. He just stopped coming. Left me. You poor silly heart! You really believed it, didn't you? You believed he would love me. You did. He didn't. What do we do now, my heart? You don't really know much, do you? What do I do now with what you tell me? Trust you? Laugh at you? Ignore you? --- I must heal you now first because you are broken. Heal you. We'll do that first. Then there will be nothing left to do. from 'Broken' in My Heart
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