i broke my rules for you but in end you broke me i broke my own rules for you-the ones i promised myself i'd never cross, the boundaries i built to keep my heart safe. i let you in anyway, believing you were worth the risk, believing that maybe this time would be different. i trusted you with parts of me i don't usually share, hoping you'd handle them with care. But somewhere along the way, i lost myself trying to hold onto you, and in the end, it wasn't my rules that failed me —it was you. now i'm left picking up the pieces, trying to understand how something that once felt so right could leave me feeling so empty. i don't regret caring for you, but i do regret forgetting to care for myself in the process. Breaking my rules wasn't my mistaketrusting you not to break me was. and maybe the hardest part isn't losing you, but realizing i have to rebuild the parts of me i gave away so freely.