I made everything about you for so long, that is changing now.
You were a mystery to everyone but me, I knew all of your secrets, every curve on your body and I loved that I knew it all while everyone else wondered. Now I sit here, wishing I could forget everything about you, I’m petrified that you’re an intimacy I’ll never recover from.
Opening up my soul, opening up my heart. I’m more than hesitant, I constantly avoid it at all costs. I don’t think I can take another heartbreak because when I let someone in, they end up breaking my heart worse than the previous.
I stopped letting people in, I stayed as a “hookup” for many girls for a while because it was easier than trusting them with my heart.
I let you in though, I let my walls down; I gave you all of me.
I’ve gone through so many ups and downs through this but I know I’ll be okay in the end.
This heartbreak is different than the rest though, it’s a constant ache. This is a heartbreak I won’t forget because it’s the one that made me better, I didn’t turn to other girls, drugs or alcohol to move on from you. I’ve set goals and I’m demolishing them, instead of letting this one break me, I am making my life one that a heartbreak can’t hurt any longer.
It’s time to make my life about me now.