damage
Every day, that moment haunted me,
a relentless presence in my thoughts,
always tied to you.
Regret envelops me, mingling with feelings of foolishness,
wishing for amnesia to erase it all.
The weight of it resurfaces daily,
defying my attempts to articulate this inner struggle.
It's a mix of anger and profound sadness.
I wish I hadn't granted you access,
hadn't let my guard down,
and shared 90% of my secrets,
a treasure I'd never entrusted to others before.
Yet, you make me grieve the trust I once placed in you.