Could you with cope with yourself knowing you cracked what was once a preciously angelic heart? She still is the essence of such divine, but because of you, she can’t help but claw at her own soul. She panics at the intimacy of words from her loving friends. Because of you, she is scarred beyond what she ever deserves. She can barely hold what keeps her afloat in a sea of lost hope, her skin making the unforgettable pasts of tragedy. Each line marked with a different time stamp, pinpointing all the growth of the cracks you first started.