i’ve lost the little girl inside me. sometimes i wonder where she went but then i remember how you reached inside my heart and ripped her apart limb by limb. everytime after you did that, you stitched her together again with shallow i love yous, giggles and kisses and inside jokes, the smile you had that always made her melt. you stole away my anger with brief i’m sorrys but really, i was never angry in the first place. i was a dreamer. a hopeless romantic. “love will prevail” and fairy tale endings filled my heart and my head and my soul. but every time you broke me i grew a little bit unfixable, innocent love faded, and fairy tale endings went away forever. no more. i shut you away and the dreams inside me died. you did not care to beg, and all the little girl in me wanted was for you to. all she wanted was “you’re all i want,” “i’m so sorry baby,” “please forgive me i’ll do anything.” but you said nothing, so she died. now i’m empty and i’m cold - the magic and the dreams and the fairy tails and princesses and love songs rotted in my stomach and thinking of them repulses me. and it’s all your fault.
