Our friends warned me to not hurt you, as if I was the kind of woman who’d go breaking men’s hearts
But I still promised them I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you
I proved myself to you, to the point that I’d forgotten I also needed you to prove yourself to me
I was so busy living up to my promises that I didn’t notice you were already slowly slipping away
Until you completely let go… And I was left alone
Did our friends warn the wrong person?
Was I that hard to love?
Was I really not worth fighting for?
What did I do to deserve this?