The Confession by Kate Benson

Drake
They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
What they don’t tell you is that it’s also drenched in regret.
The moment she walked away, a piece of my soul went with her.
My heart hasn’t beat the same since.
I know it won’t until I find her.
I brought her back from the dead once.
Now I need her to return the favor.

Analise
Being broken is never easy.
It’s even harder when it comes at the hands of the one you love.
The weight took my breath, the need to flee became instinctual.
How do you stay when paradise is lost?
How do you breathe when your heart stops beating?
Karma doesn’t come quietly.
Let’s hope absolution is a different story.
The confession is long overdue.