Pieces

I knew it was going to hurt but I did it anyway. I took the chance. I wanted it to be worth it, I wanted you to be worth it; it wasn’t. You shattered me, broke me. You ripped my heart out of my chest and stomped on it. Now I’m left with putting back the pieces, trying to be whole again, but how can I put myself back together when you destroyed the very things I need to achieve that. My confidence, my self-worth, self-love, and most of all wanting to be whole again. 

I am in pieces.