Her soul feels absolutely destroyed. He swore he would never disappoint her, that he would never let her down. But here they are.
She's an absolute wreck, she feels like her heart has just been ripped out of her chest and thrown on the ground like nothing. She doesn't know how to mourn the loss of someone who's still living.
To say she's confused would be an understatement. She doesn't know what is real anymore.
He helped her see the world in this new beautiful way that without him the beauty of it makes her sad. She doesn't want to see it anymore.
He got selfish and mean. He didn't want her, she wasn't the one. He didn't love her as she loves him, nor will he ever, and she just has to accept that. She has to learn to do everything without him.
He changed. He got angry and bitter and lazy. He stopped giving but continued to take more and more, but she let him.
But now she just has to find the courage to pickup the pieces and move on. So she puts a smile on and lies. She tells everyone she's fine and she wanted this, but when she goes to bed she cries herself to sleep.
And when she wakes, she prays it was all just a nightmare. When she drives alone in the car she turns her music all the way up and screams at the top of her lungs because in some way it drowns out her self-pity and sorrow.
And when she does see him, well she gets all pretty and acts like she doesn't care at all because what will it even change?
