Damaged

The fear surrounds me,

Capturing and holding my heart

In a rush of anxiety.

Hearing those frightful words,

Ones I have not heard in four years,

Tore my heart out of my chest.

I did not think how badly

You would have taken those words to heart

When I could not care less.

I knew you were mine

And that I was yours

But things changed in an instant.

Now we long for our past.

A past we can never escape

Because it was ours before the damage occurred.