My name is Matthew, I fell in love once but fell apart so many times. I'm alive but finding it hard to live. I may seem weak, because she made me this way and I am defenseless against the pain she left me with. Not because I don't have balls, because I know I do. But because when you love someone and gave that person your all, once they're gone you'll never be the same person you were. You're the bits and pieces of what used to be. And just when you think that you're irreparable, someone will come along who's as broken as you are and make you realize why it didn't work the first time. Because when you reach the bottom and see the worst. That's the time when you will realize how beautiful something is no matter how imperfect it could be.