Grace.

I’m sorry but now I just can’t help but hate her.
She hurt you.
She hurt you and I can’t forgive her for it.
And now she’s coming crawling back,
Tail between her legs,
Saying that we should be full of…

Grace.

Claiming she’s better now.
Watching from afar, I find this harder to trust than you do,
And I didn’t even know her.
I used to have…

Grace.

I told my self I was fine.
Back when I could deal with it.
Anyone else is fine,
Just please don’t turn to…

Grace.

I can’t help it.
I don’t have enough…

Grace.