Friday, September 20, 2013

Late night musings

He broke her. In every way possible. He broke her heart. He broke her hope. He broke her will to love. He broke her trust. From that day forth she was never truly whole again. For how could she be? When the only man that held her heart and soul and world proved to be nothing more than an ignorant boy who delighted in playing games with her heart.

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