You broke me
And I still find little pieces of us
little pieces of me
From the room where we first kissed
To the room where I saw you kiss somebody else

You should’ve just told me
So I could’ve prepared for it
But I guess that’s not how it works
That’s not how you break people

You just let them fall.

Painting by Agnes Cecile

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