I let you in after 5 years being alone.
I told you details about my past I’ve never told anyone.
You knew how much I struggled with the pain I’ve gone through.
But, like everyone else I’ve ever let in, you betrayed my trust.
You cheated. You lied. You stole.
After spending months accusing me of doing the things you were hiding, you got caught.
Why. Does. This. Always. Happen. To. Me.?