
(Source: hisstorythroughmine)
(Source: hisstorythroughmine)
(Source: hisstorythroughmine)
I hate what happened.
To me.
To him.
To them.
To her.
How I felt.
How he felt.
How they felt.
How she felt.
How it hurts.
How it still hurts.
How it will hurt.
I loved its pain.
I loved its splinters.
Its blood bursts.
Its curving whips.
Its warning sickles.
But should I?