You lost it so easily.
You held my secrets in the palm of your hand.
I trusted you.
Or so I thought.
You spread things out and rumors burned like an uncontrollable wildfire.
I lost everything because of you.
And now you’re back.
You want to be friends again.
I never responded.
Because last time I trusted you, you abused me.
You laughed at me.
The way I spoke.
The songs I sang.
The way I read.
I’m not the same anymore.
I don’t speak as much as before.
I never sing.
I barely read.
So thank you.
For ruining the things I loved.
And thank you for betraying my trust.
Because now I hardly trust anyone.