Love is a concept so fragile and frail, that one miss step and it'll shatter.
I loved you for such a long time, but you never noticed, even after I told you and cried when you kissed someone else.
My heart is glass, and you have broke it so many times...
Give me a break, It's missing pieces, its cracked in every corner, If you keep messing with it, it'll turn to dust...
Maybe you...want that...
My heart...broken...
Broken...
I'm...Already broken enough...
Do you just want me dead then...?
Maybe...