I know I'm not a perfect guy. I also know I'm not the smartest, best-looking, or most impressive; there's always someone better. But I do know that I deserved so much better than what she gave me. I let her break me. I gave her my heart and she walked away with it.
It's finally time to move on. I know this. She ripped my heart into a thousand pieces and I refused to put it back together again. That should have been her job. Now I need to do it myself, even though I know it just might kill me. But that was until she came back into my life, and I finally learned the hard way that some things are just meant to shock the hell out of you. I couldn't forgive her as easily as I thought I could. Things didn't just fall into place like I'd hoped they would. But one thing was for sure...
She would Always Be the ONE