You Stole Her.

You stole a piece of her heart;
A piece of her soul.
A piece of her livelihood that she will never get back.
You stole her dreams, her wishes.
You stole the tears right out of her eyes before they even had a chance to fall.
You stole her entire being.
Her existence.
How does that make you feel?
Do you feel like a man?
Do you feel proud?
Are you happy knowing she stays up all night, crying and worrying about the broken pieces she’ll never be able to fit back into her hollowed heart?
Did it scare you; knowing someone loved you so much?
Of course it did.
It always does.


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