Scared of everything around me.

Second guessing every word and every action.

I tell myself that actions speak

louder than words,

but then why am I always falling for the words?

The way the words flow right out.

Just like you’ve said them 100 times before.

I wish they would go in one ear and out the other,

but for some reason they stay

in my head replaying for days.

Like a broken record that I can’t pause.

I know how this will end.

My friends saying “I told you,”

and then they’ll say “you’ll find someone better.”

They will go on with their lives because to them it doesn’t matter.

They can’t see the knives in my heart from others.

The words he said distracted me from him silently

adding one to the collection.

I couldn’t feel the pain until one day

he decided that was it and pushed the knife all the way in and walked away.

The perfect lies saying

“I promise she’s just a friend.”

It’s my fault for falling this hard.

After I said never again.

Yet here I am.

Hating myself for not being able to pause the broken record.

The song always on repeat.

My memory has now captured the rhythm.

And my head is spinning to that beat.

The beat of our song.

With the lyrics you created.

Turing the happy melody to sad.

Begging for the broken record to stop.