I love how heartbreak doesn't happen only once,
Bits of you continue to shatter bit by bit,
Because the memories you created are etched into your skin,
And you can't remember what certain things looked like before you met him,
Whether it's a song or a picture, feelings resurface,
And for just a second you remember how with him you never felt worthless,
You'll have moments of strength when you vow to move on,
But they flee quickly when the reality sets in that he's gone,
A lifetime of reoccurring heartbreak can be heavy to bare,
Don't give your heart away to a man that doesn't care.