Sometimes the thought of you hurts.
My love for you was like a fire that's flame couldn't go out.
Never ending.
Our bond was different.
Unique in a sense.
But, you hurt me.
Heartbroken and full of pain.
Hard to let go of the thought of us.
It kills me inside.
I took a bullet for you.
To the heart that is.
It got shattered.
Not even the strongest glue could fix the damage.
I cave in to others.
Lusting for love.
A heart full of broken pieces.
Fix me?