Broken Doll

You look at me and that’s all you see.

Broken Doll.

So broken that in your mind it wasn’t worth trying to fix. So you throw the broken one out, get yourself a new one. Just like me — except not damaged.

We could have made it, you and I. We were literally just hours away from seeing the answer.

I was new to it all. I just needed a little time to adapt.

We could have made it. We would have been fine.

Didn’t think it could get worse than when you stopped loving me. But it has. Now you’ve stopped believing in me, too.