I knew from the beginning. From the time you chased me on the playground in third grade giving me chocolates everyday and introducing me to your mom. I knew our fates were tied together. And I knew eventually... they’d break. I knew it. Fuck I knew it. So why. Why the hell did I try anyway. I tried so goddamn hard to keep my distance. I told you one day I wouldn’t be perfect to you anymore. One day you’d see the scared coward who hides her heart because she’s too afraid of it getting broken. But I knew. I knew you’d leave. I tried so fucking hard to protect my heart but you broke it anyway. Fuck you