The beginning.

He took my hand as he looked deep into my eyes. Promised me promises he won’t keep. I stare deep into his hazel eyes and wonder why do I believe him every time. Why do i fall for this trap thinking he is sincere this time. I smile and with that he knows he owns me. He knows i’m his no matter how many times he tries to break me. I keep telling him I’m not an object but how is he supposed to understand that when i don’t really believe it. My eyes get watery as he wrapped his arms around me. Tears roll down my cheeks but i try to keep it together, i don’t want him to see me like this; weak. I have already lost a battle, in fact i lost every battle to him. Seems like he is winning this war. I have nothing left, I am nothing. I guess i’m clinging onto him because i thought he was a good decision but ever since that night, he was every bad decision i made. My body is shaking. Probably reacting to how weak i am with him. Hate how he controls me. I hate how he knows which spots to hit. I hear my heart breaking but i know this is only the beginning, this is how every heartbreak begins.