The Diabolic Cultivator Thief
You keep telling me, "just breathe". But you don't get it.
I loved him with every lie he sprinkled upon me.
I loved him when he acted like he cared and I loved him when he would notice me.
I loved him through every hurtful word and break he formed in my heart.
I loved him through the pain. I loved him until I was left with nothing but a tear stained face, a broken heart, and footprints from where I finally walked away. The Diabolic Cultivator Thief