Painful Promise.
Blinded by desires.
And you search for my heart, but still haven’t found the pieces.
Blinded — enchanted, dazzled by beauty or brilliance.

I love her, but I’m the reason we broke.

Loving her was easy, keeping us — not.

I lost her because I lost myself.

Our story ended because I failed the last page.

Loving her, yet breaking us — my painful truth.

I carry her love and my mistakes in equal measure.

I’m the fault line in our broken love.