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I prefer the sticks and stones.

Especially when those painful words come from the person you love most.
Tears well up, and you feel like your choking.
(Choking on his words?)

I want it to stop, so I reach for a friend.
You won't care, right?
You keep reminding me that you don't trust me.
That I've lied to you and broken promises before and you wouldn't put it past me to do it again.

So, really, what's another broken promise?