Betrayal has stolen me from me. I can't explain how someone's love has destroyed me so that I feel like a shadow of who I once was. I can't explain why you can't look me in the eye with affection when it's all I need. And I wonder if hopelessness has overcome me in a web of deceit from which I cannot untangle myself. Webs floating off my face and finger so long after I've passed through it. It shouldn't still hurt so much. Tell that to the ghost of me.