the moment I knew she wasn’t safe

I want to block all of them.
I don’t care.

She asked me how I was.
I told her the truth.
She didn’t like it.
And made sure I knew it.

Then she told everyone what I said.
And somehow still had the audacity
to ask—
“Why do you even care?”

I get it.
Maybe I shouldn’t have thought bad things.
But the bigger truth is—
I trusted her.

And look where that got me.