Mending A Broken Heart

Love is a weapon. It can either make, or break you.
Telling yourself you love him, but watching him kiss another girl, wait
1, 2, 3 girls later....but you still love him. You watch him write songs for other girls, yet
you still remember that one song he wrote to you...the one about love, and how it never fails
when you want it to last. Your heart aches as he passes you in the hall, that awkward moment
when saying hi is too much, the feeling of disappointment when flash backs of your last kiss
cage in your head. You still love him...but you have to let go.