Through you I found new heights that I had no idea existed. Through you I found out what my love was capable of. I plummeted to a low I did not know existed or even was possible. Something I don't think I can ever find a way to crawl out of.
There is a particular sort of betrayal that is more insidious and equally corrosive to trust. In fact, this betrayal usually happens long before the other ones. I’m talking about the betrayal of disengagement. Of not caring. Of letting the connection go.