Rylie Borden

Even when it’s small, you’re a small step farther than you were earlier. 

I never thought I’d thank you for breaking my heart, for destroying my soul.

I was naïve to fall in love with you so quickly, so unconditionally.

It makes me wonder, reliving those moments, did you ever mean any of it?

Please don’t text me. Because if you do I’ll text you back. If you do, I’ll come over, with no hesitation.

You lost the best thing you could’ve gotten in this life, and you have no one to blame but yourself.

Anything you made a slight comment about, I fixed, desperate to hold on to you. Yet when I was crying, begging you to love me properly, nothing changed. 

Losing you freed me, gave me my self worth back. 

What happened was wrong. But I can’t blame you for that. You didn’t have a commitment to me, he did.

Stop waiting for him to show up with flowers and say he’s sorry. He’s not sorry, he’s not coming, he does not have the capacity to love like you.

I know you hate me. I would too. In fact I do hate myself.

Who decided that the amount of people who have seen your body lessens the amount you have to offer in a relationship?