However, the word "deeper" implies a descent. It suggests that the grief isn't a flat line; it's a well. You think you’ve hit bottom, only to find another layer of absence you hadn't accounted for—the way the house sounds at 3 AM, or the realization that you’ve forgotten the exact pitch of her laugh. Rebuilding from the Rubble
She ruined me in the quiet places.
She ruined me like rain ruins a letter left outside. Slowly. Without asking. And now the ink is illegible. I don’t even remember what I used to say about love. Before her. I must have had opinions. Theories. Now I just have an ache with her name on it. she ruined me, deeper
The deepest part is this: I’d let her do it again. However, the word "deeper" implies a descent
There is a strange, dark comfort in the idea of being ruined. It validates the scale of the love. If you can walk away from a relationship unfazed, did it even happen? To say "she ruined me" is to acknowledge that the person had the power to change your landscape. Rebuilding from the Rubble She ruined me in