you stoler!!!!!!

he came like a theif in the night and stole what was most precious to me. the thing that had been healing from the scrapes that it had endured. yet, to be honest you didn't steal it. i gave it to you knowing what might happen. but it doesn't matter anymore. now that you in a way threw my heart back into my hands, crushed by the train that you were. it will mend, in time of course. but for now i will learn from my mistakes. that light at the end of the tunnel might not be the end, it might be a train, i'll be more careful next time.