Broken In and Out

The reason why I am so pissed. The reason why I can’t let go.
I got broken a long time ago and you can interpret that however you please because that’s not what matters.
What matters was his existence, more specifically his existence in my life.
He appeared and suddenly my life had a pritt stick and was able to sort if self out. I felt happy for the first in a long time. I had that happiness that I had only heard of, that kind of happiness where you know that everything is the best it will ever be and that it can only go down.
That’s why I’m still fighting, its why I’m still caring, I’ll never get over the fact that he was my first glue.


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