You treated me so special.
How was I to know that we would end up like this?
You treated me so well and I was happy.
Honestly, I was.
Your family liked me and hoped I'd stick around.
But...it didn't go as planned.
You spoke how you couldn't please everyone, but I didn't ask or expect you too.
You became what your ex was and forever will be.
You became a heartbreaker.
You broke my heart and yet...I am doing okay.
I tell myself that I will be fine, I look cute, and that I don't need you yet...
There is an empty feeling. A feeling that I can't get rid of yet.
Is it sadness I wonder?
Must be because I am not angry and I KNOW what that feels like.
I am not anxious, but sad.
You put that there. You made me sad.
You, the heartbreaker, made me sad.
I will be okay. This I know.
But for now, I must go through the phase.
I cried a little and now I must move on.
We can't be friends because of reasons that you made possible.
You are a heartbreaker and you must live knowing you broke my heart.
It doesn't take much to be a heartbreaker, but the fact that I have dealt with you twice, not once but TWICE, says otherwise.
I will be okay. I know I will, but I must go through this pain.
It does not get any easier, but I will be okay.
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