ｔｏ,  ｔｈｅ  ｏｎｅ  ｗｈｏ 
ｂｒｏｋｅ   ｍｅ

at night, I lie in bed,
staring at the ceiling thinking about everything that we've done together.

was it something that I did
that made you do what you did?

ｌｏｖｅ, A