My heart is like a piece of paper.
i nurtured and protected it, shielding it from hurt.
And then one day i gave it away...to you.
i felt safe...and loved...for awhile.
i felt warm and overjoyed.
Until you crumpled the paper a little.
It was an accident and you didn't mean to.
So i forgave you, i overlooked reality
Until you crumpled the paper again.
And this continued until one day you ripped the paper.
Until you tore it in half and let it fall to the floor.
And all that remained was crumpled scraps.
i took those scraps and eventually taped them together,
trying to put the pieces back where they belonged.
But once you crumple a piece of paper,
you can never completely smooth it out.
It will always be a little crumpled.
It will never be the same.