When life shoots you with a bullet once and you make it out alive, you start building a bulletproof jacket around your heart. One that can restrain anyone or anything from breaking you into millions of tiny little pieces easily. Every time life shoots you with a bullet and you come out unharmed your bulletproof jacket becomes that much stronger. It keeps getting stronger and stronger and stronger until the point where nothing can even scratch it. However, everything has a weakness no matter how strong it is and my bulletproof jacket wasn't an exception. It had a weakness. Him. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He thought he was out of her league. For her, he deserved better. He thought she was broken into tiny little pieces. For her, he was the glue that held those pieces together. He loved her. For her, he was her everything. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Don't be irritating people. This book is copyrighted. Get your own ideas. Be original.