You were the one, who would listen,
You never made me feel threaten,

I share you my stories that no one or only few knew,
I told you things not wanting any advice,

But the further I go;
I skidded to the place I didn't want,

My place I found in you,
Is slowly dissolving,

Inside I'm broken.
My disappointments are ranging,

You questioned my loyalty and trust,
That left a bruise in my heart,

I contemplated to move on,
But I stayed wishing I could reconnect the missing links,

Repair the things that lurked in the dark,
Fix the road and its jagged tracks.