That's exactly what he is.
I've already been ripped into a million pieces before, and I don't have the strength to do it again. Thankfully, he didn't have much of me to begin with. I was smart about it, not giving my heart away as easily as my body.
But he's still there...everywhere.
My friends tell me to forgive and forget, to give him another chance.
Sure, I can forgive.
But never forget.