she found safety in his arms.
not that fake, lustful safety.
the kind where she could be herself,
and he wouldn't object.
she thought he was her net,
the last thing that had to catch her,
like a backup plan.
but he woke up one morning and decided that
he didn't need her anymore.
that she wasn't good enough.
and yuu know right?
she thought he was right.
poor thing.
she doesn't feel so safe anymore.
she's scared of herself.
and of them.
and this time, he isn't there to save her.
poor thing...
