Love.
Heartbreak.
Love.
Heartbreak.

The same story
Occurred a million
(And one)
Times in just
One year.

I rise,
And fall.
Rise,
And fall.

I feel like
My heart is
Full
Of
Dust.

Did I get it
Broken
Too
Many
Times?

I love
Too easily.
I trust
Too much.
I forgive
Too quickly.

Just for
A moment
I feel
Alone.

Then I get
Up
Off
Of
The
Ground,
And I
Sing,
And laugh,
And just
Remember
Who I am.

I'm
Special.

God
Made
Me
That
Way.

I remember that
He
Loves me.

That's all
That I
Need.