I'm broken

Of cracked lips, tired eyes and numbness by pain. This week I think I went to hell and back. 
Trying to tell myself that I will be ok. But I dont really believe it. Maybe it hasnt all sunk in yet or maybe I have just lost the ability to feel. Either way, its not gonna be a pleasant feeling.

I've had some time to think about it, and think what good will come of this. At times, I'm ok with it. but then when I have to keep reading and thinking about it, its just too much. She is always there, saying the right things and new things cause she's new. And she looks like she's determined. And I know we had a rough year, and I only have myself to blame for it, but what if... what if, this makes you lose sight of me...

You know she likes you, and its flattering. You know she'll hang on to every word you say cause that will give her hope. And as much as you keep saying that you dont want to give anyone hope, your actions are contradicting. We both know that.

Cause in the end, its the actions, not words, that matter. And you didnt waste any time making that known, did you?