My heart is ripped, and shattered, and broken,
into pieces of millions, and two.

So hard to fix,
it can't just be mended with glue.

I guess I have to forget about the past,
forget about you.

There are plenty of other fish in the sea,
and I'll just wait for time to heal all wounds.

Our love was based on fiction,
it was just part of my imagination,
all the things that we had,
was just merely an illusion.

We barely talk,
you barely say hello,
I guess it's high time, I learn to let go.

They say good things come to those who wait.

I guess I'll just wait forever.
For someone better.
If I ever.

Ours is a very complicated story,
you and me.

But it is my favourite story,
for all eternity.

I have doubts,
I have insecurities,
I have problems.

I have feelings,
I have emotions,
I have love.

I have a heart,
I have a brain,
I have a life.

But most of all,
I have God.

And that makes me most human after all.