How could someone I thought was so nice, turn out to be so angry? I thought he was maybe even the one for me, because he morphed himself into the perfect puzzle piece for me. But now, after miscommunication, neither of us can apologize for the sake of pride? I'm not angry at anyone but myself, for fooling myself into thinking something in my life could actually work out. To any broken hearted girl out there, I know how you feel.