The Unknown:
Even though your name and face has been permanently erased from my mind I could never forget the way that you left me. Used and alone. You are the one that started the cracks in my heart.
The Hick:
You were my first love. You promised me so much.
First was that we would rule the world together in an uneven humor. Then you promised a protection from all harm that I would ever endure. Also you promised an unbreakable bond that would and could never make me cry. Next you promised none other would ever steal us away from each other. And lastly you promised me a heart that would always love me.
I guess you never thought our worlds were the same one, that self harm was something I feared, I cried myself to sleep each night, then you cheated on me and set the biggest crack in my heart after playing with it more than the three times you guaranteed it those promises over and over again.
The Biker:
You were my second love. Even though I am the one that broke your heart I still remember the reasoning that I never told you and the reasoning I did give you, both being the truth. The missing reason is the way that you talked to me during the end. Like I was an inconsiderate child. Like I was weak and depended on everyone and everything to save me. That my broken heart didn't make me strong. You talked like the father whom I don't consider family anymore and that terrified me.
Even after you mended my heart the after effect ripped open the stitches and created a new scar with the others.
Though I have gone through many heartbreaks I have made myself strong inside and out. My body is now a layered shell of armor that protects what is left of the shattered heart that I must go on to live and continue attempting to mend. No sympathy is needed for my stories, but to move on alone is my true unbound wish for my unbound love. One thing I tell myself for certain is one thing. Love always bites you in half.
