Your first love hurts your heart, you die a little, you cry a lot but then something happens , something unexpected.. you grow , you change , you adapt .. you pull yourself together. And then you move on. But that second love.. that second heartbreak, the one that comes out of no where , the one no one warns you about .. that shit tears your soul a little , it hits you like bricks . It makes your heart a little bitter , a little cold , a little detached.. Because he was supposed to be it for you, he was supposed to be the end and the beginning.. he changed your world and grew the flowers you once thought were dead and just like that, he was gone. And you were empty again
