I never knew that it would be possible to ever love again.
I don't really want to say I love him. Maybe I do. But it's a bit too soon.
I know I moved on, it's just that I don't want to break my heart again.
I am afraid that if I lay my heart at his feet, he will stomp on it, squeeze the life out of it.
Like you did.
Even if I trust him with my life, there is still that annoying little voice in the back of my mind saying he'll betray me the way you did.
I guess it's just a matter of whether I will believe it or not.
A/N: This is the longest chapter so far.
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PoetryI loved you once, with all my heart. You were my sun and my moon. The smile on my face and the shine in my eyes. You were my happiness, but that was before you came and ripped me apart. You left me to rot in my grief, just because she was more beaut...
