The words he speaks are like razors ripping at her soul, each one tearing a new wound that slowly trickles pain and sorrow.
She gave you her heart.
You broke it.
When he touches her it feels like hot coals slowly melting away her skin.
The promises he whispered in her ear, like daggers in her heart.
She gave you her trust.
You betrayed it.
The dreams once shared, memories of what was going to be now added to the shelf of broken dreams that so many others left before him.
She gave you her dreams.
You destroyed them.
She thinks of the past promised never to be repeated only to make the cycle once more.
She gave you her life, you