People used to call me heartless, you know? I never really understood why.
When I punched that girl across her face for trying to pick a fight with me, what was I? Heartless?
When I broke up with my boyfriend at the time because I fell out of love with him, what was I? Heartless?
When I kissed the guy I knew my best friend liked because she stole my first love, what was I? Heartless?
I was so confused.
I myself started to doubt whether I had a heart or not, because of how often I'd hear people call me names like those.
Although, when I saw the two of you together, I knew for sure that I had a heart.
Because I could feel it breaking.